But even Phyllis Diller didn't do that. To the contrary. Much of her successful shtick as a comedienne revolved around mocking her wild hair and not particularly attractive looks. Self-deprecating to a fault, a typical Diller joke had her running after a garbage truck pulling away from the curb. "Am I too late for the trash?" she'd yell. The driver's reply: "No, jump right in." Then, lo and behold, at age 55 she had a facelift thus beginning a series of fifteen plastic surgeries. Guess she 'gave up' in another way. She gave up pretending that her never-very-good and diminishing-with-age looks didn't bother her.
Two different answers to the 'mirror question." So far, Ciwt continues to engage daily with her personal response. Part of her thinks, wouldn't it be nice to just live in a log cabin in the middle of nowhere where looks wouldn't matter at all
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