The modern mores of beauty increasingly distress me, with a fear that future generations will only know it as a homogeneity of looks achieved under the knife to conform to a certain standard. Wide manga heroine eyes, knife blade sharp cheekbones, artificial plumped up picker, blindingly white veneers, ramrod straight and high noses with tiny nostrils, a perfectly pointy chin sloped at just the right angle. That isn’t beauty to me – that’s building a beautiful robot at the expense of our individuality and humanity. The price to pay is that it all falls apart when one inevitably ages, except the scifi geek in me thinks someday someone will stop aging as well and then we’re all stuck in this creepy world where we stare at ourselves all around us. Until that day arrives hopefully far far in the future, I can still appreciate true beauty amongst the entertainers as I see it – and Park Shin Hye embodies everything I love about being beautiful. She’s never gone under the knife, looking identical to her child actor self but older and more beautiful (singlehandedly the rebuttal to all the actors or actresses claiming no-knife work and just growing up or losing weight, despite the fact that their before-after pictures are completely different). Her snub nose is too large for her face, her eyes a tad too wide-set, and her chin an unfashionable tiny cleft. Yet the sum of all the parts is pure perfection in my eyes, a visual collage that says “I am me” in a world where everyone wants to borrow bits from others. She’s dowdied up in Flower Boy Next Door so have the latest gorgeous pictorials from Marie Claire and First Look magazines.