Julia Roberts, better with age!
I simply don’t care that Julia Roberts isn’t Jewish—every woman should see this. I was ELATED to read this fantastic, life affirming, undermining of all horrible things about our beauty culture statement in the New York Times and I had to share. In A.O. Scott’s review of her new film, “Duplicity,” he writes, “Ms. Roberts has almost entirely left behind the coltish, America’s-sweetheart mannerisms, except when she uses them strategically, to disarm or confuse.” First thought: How nice, movie actresses, once coquettish and shy, can finally grow up. But here’s where it gets fantastic: “Curvier than she used to be and with a touch of weariness around her eyes and impatience in her voice, she is, at 41, u[n]mistakably in her prime.” YIPPEE! Growing up also means we can AGE. And eat carbs and be curvy! And still be beautiful. Our best selves. And I just want to applaud this promising new appraisal because pretty soon, no one will be able to afford botox anyway.