Natural Women

(Dawn Isbell Wilson)

In 2025, I began noticing how certain actresses appeared startlingly smooth-skinned. Of course, Botox and facelifts are nothing new—we’ve seen them for decades. But the sheer volume today is having a disturbing effect on society. Young women are scrutinized at unimaginable levels, spending hundreds of dollars to erase smile lines that reappear within a day, often looking worse than before. They stand before mirrors comparing themselves not to real faces, but to AI-sculpted ideals and social media’s definition of “perfect”: flawless symmetry, flawless smoothness. The result is a strange sameness, drifting into the uncanny valley. Some of Hollywood’s most beautiful women have become nearly unrecognizable, stripped of the subtle expressions that once made them compelling actors. That’s why I feel such gratitude for Kate Winslet, Jodie Foster, Meryl Streep, Candice Bergen, and so many others who are aging with grace—showing us the beauty of growing old naturally.

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Verse 
I never spent my mornings 
Covering my face 
A splash of water 
A little blush 
A smear of Chapstick 
That was enough 
 
Chorus 
Natural used to mean something 
It meant a carefree life 
Free from makeup 
Free from shame 
Women didn’t look the same 
 
Verse 
Of course I felt the pressure 
To look like a star 
Hide those freckles! 
Dye that hair! 
Tight clothes are in 
You just don’t compare 
 
Chorus 
Now natural means needles 
And fillers from a box 
Botox, stitches 
Tucks and lifts 
Pretending they are nature’s gifts 
 
Verse 
I learned it from my mother 
Beauty’s more than skin 
A truer image rises 
When love looks back again 
You see yourself reflected 
In someone else’s eyes 
 
Bridge 
I’ve watched my mother over time 
Makeup, mirrors, eyes underlined 
Giving way to things more fun 
She ditched the heels 
For hiking boots 
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