Vanity In Those Past Their Prime

Sometimes I read the newspaper and I wonder if I'm the only sane person left in America.

The opening line in the Wall Street Journal article today entitled, "Gym, Check. Diet, Check. Face, Lift" is as follows:

For David Culpepper, the deciding factor was his fiancee, playfully telling the 59-year-old excecutive she didn't want wedding pictures "with that big old saggy chin."  On December 31, the Virginia businessman got rid of it, undergoing a face-life and chin implant in the office of New York plastic surgeon David Hidalgo.

So, it's okay for the person you plan on spending your golden years with to basically tell you you're ugly?  And that she doesn't want any wedding photos with you (the groom)?  Maybe this shouldn't suprise me, considering from the above photo, his choice of soulmates involves a bleached blonde at least 15 years his junior.  She probably has fake boobs as well. That he paid for.

Later on in the article is this:

Jim Wehrheim, a 61-year-old financial executive, says that although he works out regularly, has a healthy diet, and was generally satisfied with his appearance, he was bothered by "crow's feet and a double chin."  His wife of two years, who is 19 years younger, was supportive of a surgical solution, he says.

Well, of course she was!  Why should she have an unattractive sugar daddy?  He dumped his first wife and was lucky enough to catch you.  He better have surgery if he wants to hang on to you!