Angels or demons?

Yup, it's that time of year. You know what I'm talking about, that long and tortuous period when the Victoria's Secret Fashion Show is back and everywhere to remind us women how we should be skinny, with perfect wavy hair and celullite-free. After all, isn't that what selling underwear is all about? Setting impossible standards so that the husbands/boyfriends of the world think that their women can actually look like that in a thong. We all know that for this scenario to happen we'd have to be reborn, reeducated into never eating carbs from age three, get a lifetime subscription to the gym and save up for the plastic surgeries we'll start having by the time were sixteen....