My longing to improve my looks via The Body Shop is being replaced by my longing to improve my looks via Photoshop.
It doesn't take many people to have a bad sense of humor to get in trouble at a corporation.
The same sort of thing happened in my dispute with the National Trust book: Follies: A National Trust Guide, which implied that the only pleasure you can get from Folly architecture is by calling the architect mad, and by laughing at the architecture.

