There’s an inherent tension between “don’t judge a book by its cover” and the attraction we have to beautiful things. I often wonder what the world would look like if we disregarded aesthetics. Would we be happy in a world with no makeup, in which whatever lurked underneath was continually exposed?
That's Beautiful
That's Beautiful
That's Beautiful
There’s an inherent tension between “don’t judge a book by its cover” and the attraction we have to beautiful things. I often wonder what the world would look like if we disregarded aesthetics. Would we be happy in a world with no makeup, in which whatever lurked underneath was continually exposed?