Beauty is seen in few but respected by all. That statement couldn’t be any more backwards for me. Beauty has become some portrait painted by big business. A picture we all love to blindly stare upon. When we think of beauty we think of Angelina Jolie, Brad Pitt, Beyonce Knowles, or anyone who’s had the opportunity to grace the cover of a Maxim magazine. Beauty is said to be a gift given at birth, a statement in which I fail to stand beside. The beauty we are all so in love with is a lab project by it’s creators, money and power. Those in high positions can buy beauty, they don’t have to be born with it. Through my eyes I see beauty in a way most people won’t understand. To me it isn’t about how smooth your face is, how godly of a body you have, or the style of your hair and clothes. Being beautiful comes in many more forms to me and none of those glamour points count with me.
You are not born with beauty, you are born with a face just like everyone else. Those shallow people will put a definition on your physical traits and you will feed into the hype. Your physical make-up isn’t apart of being a beautiful. It may land you a modeling deal or attract onlookers but by no means do I think it makes you beautiful. The ugly truth is, the things that make you beautiful aren’t the things that we can see, but rather the things than we can feel. Being loving, caring, helpful, leading, kind, insightful, thoughtful, those are the things that make up everything worth staring, gazing, in awe of ones beauty. Who you really are inside is what should rightfully decide on whether you are seen as dreadful, or simply a wonder to all. Covering your face in make-up, or throwing on an expensive won’t help your cause. You have the earn the label of being beautiful and work twice as hard to maintain it. Good Luck.