What is beauty? Is it being size 0? Being light skinned? Having perfect flawless skin? Or having an amazing set of pearly whites? Are the beautiful girls the ones who have Brazilian weaves in their hair? Or the ones that rock afros? How do we define beauty in such a way that the entire world understands? Yet if we try to box this concept then are we not trying to create one image of beauty? Create one look?
Between makeup, clothes and R5000 hair dos, I do not think ‘ugly’ people exist anymore. How do we define ugly anyway? Who decides what is beautiful and what is ugly? And who said their perceptions of beauty are the correct ones? The ultimate answer?
It makes me feel really uncomfortable when people tell me I’m beautiful. I’m not blowing my own horn nor am I trying to sound cocky. I am just stating a fact. It makes me feel really uncomfortable. It feels like you are under a microscope. Like the person is looking at every inch of your face and inspecting it. What happens when you see me on a bad day? Am I still beautiful or will you just attribute it to me having a bad day? What happens when I start to get wrinkles? Will I still be beautiful or will you be wishing I would just use some botox? It is just too much pressure.
I have redefined what beauty means to me. As cheesy as this may sound, true beauty comes from within. True beauty is not superficial. It is an element you possess and you do not even know it. It is confidence in who you are and acceptance of yourself, warts and all. It is the ability to make people feel at ease when they are around you. It is the charity work that you do when you know none is watching, the R10 you give to the bum by the side of the street even though you are tired of giving, it is putting a smile on someone’s face to brighten their day. It is deep within a person.