During a year, can you keep track of how many times you change yourself? We shave our legs and our underarms, we paint our nails and toenails, we dye and we cut our hair… for what? To be complimented by males who surround us, to impress the girls who don’t know us, or to provoke jealousy? Do we do it to build ourselves up, to increase confidence? The first time I highlighted my hair, I was 14. I remember thinking that I was gorgeous. It was recently after I went though my first break up too, and I think that I subconsciously wanted to change my appearance in order to change myself, hoping I would get over this boy faster. That didn’t happen of course.
What exactly is beauty? The way we look at people is part of it. Look at your ex’s new boyfriend or girlfriend… most people don’t go around saying that they are gorgeous and amazing. If you’re a girl, you’ll most likely say that the other girl is an ugly slut. If you’re a boy… well I don’t exactly know what you’d say. Maybe that your ex is an ugly slut. But look at your best friend, in your eyes, she’s beautiful.
This is a picture of three of the most important people in my life. I look at them and all I see is beauty. Are they supermodels?
No, not even close. They’re three average high school volleyball players who I eat lunch with every single day. But they’re also considered my family. They don’t have to change themselves to fit in or to be friends with me. They’re gorgeous, and I don’t think any of them need to change in order to look better.
This is a picture of me. I have dyed my hair, I wear full face makeup each and every day, and I am highly concerned about my appearance. Beauty is confidence for me, when I look in the mirror and I see something I like, I feel like I can conquer the world. If I’m wearing sweatpants and a t-shirt, I don’t want to go anywhere, because I don’t want to be seen. What is it that makes me feel this way? I’d love to know. I don’t have that low self-esteem, I also don’t have a huge ego. I’m in love with self-beauty. The appearance of others? I could care less. Unless your my ex-boyfriend’s new girlfriend…