Have you ever wondered if there was more to life, other than being really, really, ridiculously good-looking?

Zoolander said it, not me. But sometimes I do wonder, as probably everyone else has. I am so consumed by appearance (mine and others') that I wonder if anything else in my life really has weight. For instance, I love anatomy. I could do physics equations for a couple hours a day, every single day, and not get bored. I also love trees, and the ocean, and little birdies. But these passions come and go, and don't pop up in my head on a daily basis. I don't lay in bed paging through my textbooks in my mind, like I do with my closet. I don't sit and stare at a tree for three hours, absorbing every possible detail, like I do with magazines. Little birdies... Well, I don't don them everytime I step out with my friends, like I do my high heels.
I really think that the only thing that will matter to me through every phase of life, is appearance. From which moisturizer I am using, to which color of nail polish, to the brand of denim I choose- these things will be relevant at each and every age.
Some people, I'm sure, wonder if there's more to life than being good-looking with that awful "I'm above fashion" viewpoint of anger and judgment. They go, "Oh, I didn't get hired for that job because the other contestant had a better outfit than me. Oh boohoo, sad sad, is there anything more to life? Like my incredible typing skills and spreadsheet-dominance? Oh boohoo, I am so sad here in my highwater jeans."
Well... Yeah! The other girl is obviously going to be hired if she has equal skill and also happens to dress more professionally. And there is nothing wrong with that. If a company wants to project a certain image, you can bet its employees are going to stand behind it. A woman who puts herself together well will also put other things together well, and one who puts herself together sloppily will also put other things together sloppily. When these strange adults who think their inner strengths can somehow be seen at first glance, like an outfit can, realize that indeed it does matter to start looking good, maybe they won't whine so much!
I know there is more to life than being good-looking. I've been thrown some rather large rocks in the past few months... Okay, years, and I've dealt with them and gained wisdom from them. These events have shaped me, physically and mentally, and they will always be more important to me than any pair of Paige jeans.
But, I must say that clothing definitely helped me out. I was so down about my health, about my decisions in life, about the friends who were proving to be shallow in the my most difficult times (not you, TC3!). I finally was able to button a pair of jeans, and my eyes popped with excitement. Immediately I started writing down cute outfits, and changed my clothes twice a day. I found happiness in clothing. It was my recovery.
So, is there more to life than being good-looking? There is. Much more. But for every day, for all days, impeccable appearance is definitely an advantage.