Definition Of Beauty
Beauty, is said to be in the eye of the beholder, or at least that’s what we were told as children. There would be times someone would say I am beautiful, yet I would look them in the eyes and question what they meant. I did not feel beautiful, but I did not want to come off as rude so I replied with a simple smile and a thank you. How could I accept a compliment I did not understand for myself? A statement I do not believe in because the definition of Beauty I lived by meant: Having a thin waist, a noticeable thigh gap, beautiful hair, expensive clothing and makeup. What I interpreted is that beauty is something you can only find in the mirror, I am not beautiful.
I'm not the only one who thought this. What we view on magazine covers, our phones and TV screens, the world around us are making us perceive this as our only ideal. We feel that no one will love us just by how we present ourselves. We live in a world where we judge on a scale of 1 to 10 by looks, If you …show more content…
are under 10 your insecurities might be holding you back from the things that used to be enjoyable. Afraid to go outside or be social because you are frightened on what people will point out and label as ugly. Even the people we see on ads and screens know our place because they feel they aren't good enough to be shown without Photoshop editing. People want a reaction from others, they are in need of endless compliments to sense happiness for just a little longer.
In middle school I went to the Mall with some friends, I wore my usual baggy clothing to hide my bigger stomach and hips. I despised going into the very feminine stores, but was forced to go in. Right when my foot touched tile, I was pestered by store workers telling me to wear something shorter and tighter, offering me more and more shorts and T-shirts to try on. They said I was too beautiful to hide myself in sweatshirts and jeans, people would like me more if I wore what they gave me. That statement got to me emotionally and made me waste my money to buy things for only the pleasure of others.
This started my shorts phase, I refused to wear jeans because of my insecurities. Whenever the hem tightened around my waist and my thighs became restricted by the denim, I felt fat, obese, ugly. I wore shorts everyday no matter what the weather was, I didn't feel a restriction and if I showed some more skin, I thought people would say I am beautiful. Maybe I would feel that way too. I was so terribly wrong. I was blinded and got caught in a situation that made me feel uglier, a slut who only felt beautiful by the attention of men while having more and more bare skin to reveal. The craving for positive outlooks can motivate someone to do the unspeakable.
This experience made me ponder and question, If beauty is not a physical attribute, then what?
What does it mean to have beauty?
At my school, there was a girl who lived a hard life at home, who read thousands of books to learn and still discovered countless reasons to smile everyday. A boy, he was quiet but showed ambition in basketball and could write endless, descriptive pages of his thoughts and emotions. They are beautiful. I started to wear clothing to express myself, cut my hair short and began to read more, I even take part in things that make me happy.
The perception of beauty has no real dictionary definition, everyone has a certain concept of what beauty is in their own way that makes them unique. YOU are the definition. You are beautiful in so many ways from your intelligence to outer flaws, there are people out there who love you're smile, laugh and creativity. We need to break out from our cage of doubts and insecurities to finally see who we really
are.
Everyday someone dies at the thought that they are not beautiful, people who take extreme measures from surgeries to drugs to accomplish the single definition society pushes onto us. There are people out there who love you by your smile, laugh and creativity and wish you could see it too. We need to break out from our cage of doubts and insecurities to finally see who we really are as a human being.
I'm not the only one who thought this. What we view on magazine covers, our phones and TV screens, the world around us are making us perceive this as our only ideal. We feel that no one will love us just by how we present ourselves. We live in a world where we judge on a scale of 1 to 10 by looks, If you …show more content…
are under 10 your insecurities might be holding you back from the things that used to be enjoyable. Afraid to go outside or be social because you are frightened on what people will point out and label as ugly. Even the people we see on ads and screens know our place because they feel they aren't good enough to be shown without Photoshop editing. People want a reaction from others, they are in need of endless compliments to sense happiness for just a little longer.
In middle school I went to the Mall with some friends, I wore my usual baggy clothing to hide my bigger stomach and hips. I despised going into the very feminine stores, but was forced to go in. Right when my foot touched tile, I was pestered by store workers telling me to wear something shorter and tighter, offering me more and more shorts and T-shirts to try on. They said I was too beautiful to hide myself in sweatshirts and jeans, people would like me more if I wore what they gave me. That statement got to me emotionally and made me waste my money to buy things for only the pleasure of others.
This started my shorts phase, I refused to wear jeans because of my insecurities. Whenever the hem tightened around my waist and my thighs became restricted by the denim, I felt fat, obese, ugly. I wore shorts everyday no matter what the weather was, I didn't feel a restriction and if I showed some more skin, I thought people would say I am beautiful. Maybe I would feel that way too. I was so terribly wrong. I was blinded and got caught in a situation that made me feel uglier, a slut who only felt beautiful by the attention of men while having more and more bare skin to reveal. The craving for positive outlooks can motivate someone to do the unspeakable.
This experience made me ponder and question, If beauty is not a physical attribute, then what?
What does it mean to have beauty?
At my school, there was a girl who lived a hard life at home, who read thousands of books to learn and still discovered countless reasons to smile everyday. A boy, he was quiet but showed ambition in basketball and could write endless, descriptive pages of his thoughts and emotions. They are beautiful. I started to wear clothing to express myself, cut my hair short and began to read more, I even take part in things that make me happy.
The perception of beauty has no real dictionary definition, everyone has a certain concept of what beauty is in their own way that makes them unique. YOU are the definition. You are beautiful in so many ways from your intelligence to outer flaws, there are people out there who love you're smile, laugh and creativity. We need to break out from our cage of doubts and insecurities to finally see who we really
are.
Everyday someone dies at the thought that they are not beautiful, people who take extreme measures from surgeries to drugs to accomplish the single definition society pushes onto us. There are people out there who love you by your smile, laugh and creativity and wish you could see it too. We need to break out from our cage of doubts and insecurities to finally see who we really are as a human being.