I am very tired, so very tired, with the exclusive description of girlfriends as "beautiful." This custom seems to promote the idea that the singular quality of beauty can be an appropriate summary of a woman's merit ... even though it may be little more than a lucky boon of nature. God forbid she be praised for other qualities, of greater worth if only because she chose to cultivate them -- her intelligence, humour, charity, charm, grace, eloquence, or devotion. No, she's good to look at and that's all we need to know.
How I envy.