Someone who dedicates mental energy to looking pretty reveals something not about his appearance but about his inner mind, his inclinations, his social priorities and his duties (or lack thereof). I’m sure the decadent, makeup plastered and pretty have meaning, but it can never transcend the ultimate truth that nothing material matters; it vanishes in an instant, it is smoke, nothing. The “celebrities” of today will be nothing but smoke tomorrow, to be replaced by others who will turn to dust in turn. A better man does not concern himself with the way things are but how they should be, and realizes that his individual survival (or that of his clothes) means nothing in the scheme of things; it is only great projects and ideas which survive us.