Mean Betty: Is That You, Matthew McConaughey?
The airbrushing epidemic has finally reached our men. Look out, world!
Darlings, Mean Betty is all for equality among the sexes, but really – must our handsome men be subjected to the same ridiculous airbrushing fetish that plagues our gorgeous female celebrities? Is it not bad enough that not even our first lady Michelle Obama escapes airbrushing, or that we are regularly and without fail fed a pack of lies about the resilience of the female body post-childbirth? Must we also be forced to see our ruggedly handsome men morphed into pathetic Ken doll versions of themselves?
Who, pray tell, is that fellow up there supposed to be?
Mean Betty THINKS that is supposed to be the swoonworthy Matthew McConaughey, who certainly can’t act his way out of a paper bag but is worth watching in movies purely for aesthetic purposes, non?
This, in case you forget, is that he really looks like:
He has dimples, and wrinkles, and we love him for it.
Why, Dolce and Gabbana? WHY?
Dressing Matthew McConaughey up in a suit in the first place is silly enough – we all know his natural state is naked (and that’s how we like him). But it’s just plain absurd to turn him into a slimmed down, smoothed out version of his ruggedly handsome self.
All Mean Betty can say is … stay away from Jon Hamm, Dolce, Gabbana and your army of evil Photoshoppers!