There’s a new Administration in Washington and a new spirit around the country: Inclusiveness is in, Bubba. With this new pluralism, everybody’s welcome, everybody’s valued (though everybody’s going to pay a little more for the privilege come next April 15). And beauty, circa 1993, is moving toward comely correctness too. Colors, shapes, sizes, ages, features, faces—there’s an egalitarian approach to the exquisite. Chelsea’s braces charm us, and Michael Jackson rates a sympathetic look. We are beginning to understand how the Kramer character on Seinfeld attracts so many women, and it’s no drag at all when The Crying Game’s Jaye Davidson takes adorable to an alternative plateau.
Despite this delectable democracy, we haven’t forgotten beauty’s redoubtable roots in our Most Beautiful People choices this year. Mel’s here, and JFK Jr., and Michelle, as well as some nice mugs from Main Street. But those comedic features of actress Emma Thompson, the smashing ex-astronaut Mae Jemison and the gorgeous sculpture that is Gregory Peck offer fresher angles on our image of pulchritude. As for age, septuagenarian Pamela Harriman, the Democratic Party’s grande dame, and George Hamilton’s rangy son, Ashley, 18, close the generation gap. Even modeling, haute bastion of the One and Only Look, has lightened up. Gap-toothed and nearly 50, Lauren Hutton is back in fashion, and so is Twiggy-tweaking newcomer Kate Moss.
“How does it feel to be one of the beautiful people?” asked the Beatles on their 1967 Magical Mystery Tour album. Judging from the diversity of answers served up on the following pages by our fortunate few, it feels pretty good.