The Unfading Beauty of Diane Keaton
I remember reading in Diane Keaton’s memoir, *Let’s Just Say it Wasn’t Pretty*, that she really disliked the word “pretty.” She explained how even as a kid growing up in Los Angeles, she cringed whenever someone – like her mom or a teacher – told her she looked “pretty.” She felt like “pretty” was somehow lesser than “beautiful.” To her, “pretty” was something simple and superficial – like a nice dress from a department store or someone like Sandra Dee. She thought “pretty” just… faded. But “beautiful”? That was something else entirely. She described it as something deeper, something that made you think and wonder, something vast and amazing. She said she’s been striving for *that* kind of beauty ever since, and honestly, I totally get it!