printConservative-minded writers are known to cavil about the asinine worship of youth in this country—a thing that makes for a silly society. But why make older, still-lovely looking ladies feel ashamed for maintaining their good looks?
Fred Reed levels “the most unkindest cut of all,” to quote Shakespeare’s Julius Caesar, at Ann Coulter for her youthful appearance.
Miss Ann is herself a curious piece of work. She is in her mid-fifties, but on her book jackets looks like a hot babe of twenty-two. Achieving this must require enough makeup to fill a peanut-butter sandwich, and I suspect that she has worked a couple of copies of Photoshop into smoking ruins. Do we have here a narcissistic attention-freak? A reporter might be a better idea. …
Sure, we’d all give a lot to look like we did when younger. But why diss women who age particularly well? (In this scribe’s case, because of genetics and Guinot.) My own old face has not had a scratch of work done to it and is holding up quite well. As to Ann: You can’t fake that glorious hair and the generally good bone structure; it holds it all up.
Love you, Fred, but lay off Ann’s looks.