You don’t owe prettiness to anyone. Not to your boyfriend<br>spouse<br>partner, not to your co-workers, especially not to random men on the street. You don’t owe it to your mother, you don’t owe it to your children, you don’t owe it to civilization in general. Prettiness is not a rent you pay for occupying a space marked ‘female’.
The industrial landscape is already littered with remains of once successful companies that could not adapt their strategic vision to altered conditions of competition.