Should One Believe in Beauty?

The question posed by Anna Brochet seems to be directly connected with criticism of the ideal "Me"-created by our consumer society and constantly thrust upon us through glossy magazines, women's TV programs and ads for new cosmetic items. Their mission is to transform modern woman into a celluloid Barbie doll who is not subject to decomposition, and who knows nothing about work, sweat, blood or death.

Should one believe in beauty which is constituted from a catalogue of ideal forms of lips, breasts, buttocks, and eye shapes? Should one believe in beauty which is assembled from parts, covered with flawless skin, and stretched over the metal skeleton of a bogus Maria from a 21st-century version of the film "Metropolis"? And what if clumsily applied lipstick turns into drops of blood, dried in the corners of vampire lips, and running mascara gives the appearance of Gothic winking of an immortal beauty? …