The sexes are still not quite equal.

You must be beautiful to make it big in the entertainment industry if you are a woman. From what I understand (through reading high literature and perusing trashy, celebrity rags), the requirements are not nearly as high for men as they are for women.

In Australia, strangely enough, small breasted women who wish to appear in porn are pretty much required by law to have at least a B-cup. In the US, it is pretty much an unstated law that a  female celebrity to have the requisite breast lift, tummy tuck, deviated septum correction, butt lift, face lift, and/or lipo-suction, which sucks, bad pun definitely intended.

I think it should go both ways. If a male celebrity is balding, he should be required by an unspoken and unwritten law to get hair implants. If he has a paunch, deviated septum, or nose hair problem, those should be taken care of immediately through any means necessary and as quickly as possible.

Don’t get me wrong- I find bald men incredibly sexy, and understand that balding, beer bellies, and nose hairs are a natural part of life, but so are small breasts, aging, and noses that do not look exactly the way you want them to on women. Why shouldn’t men be held to the same ridiculous standards as the women?

On the pages of a recent issue of Vanity Fair, which is celebrity trash for snobs, I saw pages and pages of hot women on the arms of less-than-hot men and old, fat  sleezeballs, which I have a teensy little problem with. As I flipped through the pages, I kept waiting to see the opposite- a hot man with a less-than-hot woman. Do you want to know how many pictures I saw like that? Zero.

It happens all the time. For some examples of beautiful women with less than desirable men, check out Babes with Douchebags....

Can you imagine looking through a magazine with pages full of 70-year-old fat women with hot young men?  What if the “normal-looking women” (as opposed to the Paris Hilton-wannabes) were shown on the arms of the Brad Pitts of this world? I’m also positive that more average-looking women (myself included) would like the occasional opportunity to snuggle up to a gorgeous guy on the dance floor, at a party, or before strolling down the red carpet.

Unfortunately, I am completely aware that the odds of this becoming a new phenomenon are roughly about 17 billion to one, but a girl's gotta dream sometimes, right?