Ashley Judd used her word a day calendar and wrote an article for The Daily Beast about how we are all pigs because we all speculated on her puffy face and whether she had work done. Here is the thing Ashley. Not many people actually like you. We have all read the articles about you and find you to be boorish and mean. I have never seen you once joke about yourself or take things lightly. So what if people thought your puffiness was you getting some botox or something. Who cares? It is certainly not worth your multiple thousand word rant about how we are all sexist and would never say the same thing about a man. Umm, yeah we would.
She says that we are talking bad about women's bodies if they are puffy. It is not about the body, it is about the face and the possible plastic surgery. I started to read this article about ten times and each time I got a little further but her air of self importance and her turning this into some kind of platform of aggravation to which only she seems to be a participant is annoying.
Here is the thing. She goes on and on and on and on when she could have just said the following:
“I was upset the tabloids got my puffy face story wrong. I was on steroids for a month and it caused the puffiness. I have never used anything and never will and the reason I look different than I did 14 years ago is because I'm older.”
That is all she needed to say. Instead we get this think piece and her patting herself on the back because she has flawless skin. Yes, she said she has flawless skin. I really don't know how she can stand to be with herself. I certainly know why her mom and her sister don't hang out with her.