Do you know Postsecret? You write your secret on a postcard and send it to Frank, who publishes a long list of them every Sunday. It’s funny and sad and scary and always worth reading. Yesterday’s post starts with this secret:

Ever since I found out that my mom had plastic surgery I can't stop wondering what she would change about my body.

I stopped and looked at it for quite a long time, and not just because Marilyn is so gorgeous (though partly that, obviously). I think the message is quite important. If I tell you that I hate my nose, I’m telling you that there’s an acceptable and an unacceptable way for noses to be, and if you’re the kind of person to worry, you may well start to worry about your own nose. So body criticism is an aggressive act, even when it’s directed inwards. I must try to remember that.