Beyonce and Jay-Z may have just dropped a new music video that they filmed in the Louvre, but to be frank, I’m not all that concerned with it.

Before anyone goes setting my car on fire, allow me to explain myself. I have nothing against Beyonce. I will never NOT dance to Single Ladies. I think she is a fierce, insanely beautiful woman and is a KILLER performer. She has style, talent, and class and is such an incredibly likable celebrity. But that’s kind of the thing–Beyonce is so easy to like.

Her looks combined with her incredible voice and talent and the fact that she is married to one of the most successful rappers of all time makes her entirely unattainable. If you ask me, it’s harder to like unattainable. Unattainable isn’t relatable. Beyonce could release a rendition of “Happy Birthday” and sell million of copies. More power to her. However, my favorite type of artistry comes from things that not everyone has the ability to understand. Take Lil Dicky for example. It’s a somewhat sad reality that they way our society has set Hollywood up is that no one who isn’t effortlessly beautiful or under a size two gets into the club–usually. So, when someone who doesn’t have the look, isn’t married to a famous rapper (I’m talking about you, Kimmy), and quite frankly broke down the gates all on their own, we should absolutely let them eat cake.

Rihanna is a tattoo-ed Barbadian goddess who has created an empire and overcome just about everything to get where she is today. She is likely going to be one of the lasting artists of our generation. While she shares many of the same qualities as Beyonce, Beyonce would never take the risk of showing up to the Met Gala nipples-first.

Post Malone is 22 years old, and just got two new cheek tattoos. He has barbed wire on his forehead, “Stay Away” written above his eyebrow, and just inked “Always Tired” under his eyes. That doesn’t even count for the rest of his face and whatever else lies on his body. Post Malone looks like he is a homeless man who was just pulled out of a New York City dumpster, and his new album just went platinum.

Yes, Beyonce is platinum, but I’m pretty sure I can say with 100% certainty that no one likes Post Malone for his boobs…pretty sure.

While Hollywood and the image of celebrities presented on the public seems like such a minuscule problem in the current state we live in, simply embracing different types of artists is still taking a small step towards a greater goal.