Wow… Seriously? I’m a senior at UChicago studying astrophysics. I look at the stars. They don’t care what I look like. They don’t look back. As for jobs? Over the summer I interned at NASA, and at no point during my application process did I smile at anyone. I didn’t even interview in person. I got the job the same way everyone else there did— by working hard to earn good grades and learn the skills that are necessary to perform in the field I’ve chosen. So fuck off. How dare you reduce my entire existence to a societal construct of beauty in order to feel better about yourself? Good luck having a "relationship using your heart" or a "career using your mind" when you clearly don’t use either very well.