I went to see a fascinating documentary movie this weekend on America's obsession with beauty called America the Beautiful. Being a woman who is not obsessed with, but certainly aware of, and who cares about beauty in all forms, I really loved the film and found it to be insightful on many levels.
The filmmaker Darryl Roberts does a fantastic job of conveying his premise of the American obsession, by building his story around a young model named Garren Taylor, who was only 12 years old when the film begins! Garren is completely obsessed with becoming a high fashion runway model and has a mother who supports her dream without boundaries. Without giving too much away about the film, it ends with Garren as an 18 year old young woman with a less than fulfilled dream. I felt sad for her experience in a cruel and selfish industry, but even more sad that her mother was not able to be a better role model and support her growth into becoming a confident and strong young woman.
The most thought provoking perspective of the film for me is her mothers relentless pursuit of making Garren a star, without guiding her to find deeper values that will carry her throughout her life. I believe a parent should support their children's dreams, but not at the cost of their self development. The mother, once a small town model herself seemed to be living out her own unfulfilled dreams. She even goes so far as to get 'in on' the modeling act by posing with Garren in an ad campaign. It was clear to me when the film ended that Garren had a long road ahead of rebuilding her self confidence because the only thing she knew was she is pretty and could work the cat walk like a sexy young woman. How far does that get you in life without a strong character underneath it all?
There are so many underlying messages throughout the film that made think. For example the less than ethical exploits of the large cosmetic companies using cancer causing chemicals in their products (Revlon). The business of tabloids, entertainment, advertisers and of course the world of cosmetic surgery, a very mixed bag subject for many. I do believe in cosmetic surgery, yet I respect those who do not. We are all entitled to our beliefs, so I don't poo poo those who do not believe in it. Instead it left me asking myself the question 'Why do I believe in cosmetic surgery?' And is it not a good idea to fool with what mother nature gives us? If looking good is feeling good, where should one draw the line? I suppose we all have to find our own sense of balance and what works for us. But the bottom line is just because one is beautiful on the outside, without the strength of character, confidence and self knowledge of who we are and what we stand for, beauty is truly just skin deep.

