Cool Socks, Bro!

So, what is beauty anyways? I mean, what does it even mean? The skinniest? Tannest? Most prone to having no hair and melanoma by 50? The world tells us that beauty is perfection. The perfect hair. Whitest teeth. Smallest waistline. Poreless skin. That all sounds super duper attractive right? But the funny thing is, even Barbie has insecurities. And no, I am not talking about the plastic doll, I’m talking about THAT girl. The one who you secretly wish you look like, but are too composed to admit it. She probably wishes she looks like her best friend, who wishes she looks like Barbie. But the best friend wishes she looks like her other friend, who doesn’t even think Barbie is “beautiful”. See the problem here? Girls (and women!) are fighting a war that doesn’t even exist. What’s the point of comparing yourself to an image of perfection if “Ms.Perfect” herself feels ugly? The world tells us that beauty is what we can’t have. What we will never be. Sure, we can get plastic surgery, bleach our hair and teeth, and buy flattering dresses, but there will always be something that “will make us more beautiful”. So what’s the point? Why not just love ourselves, because what beauty is really, is just you. Or me. Or that girl who lives in India. Or wherever. All said and done, it’s easier said than done. Don’t get me wrong, I love dressing up and feeling pretty, but sometimes you just have to ask yourself a pretty simple question.
What is beauty to you?

So here’s the thing. I want to change the world. Not end world hunger, bring world peace, or anything, but you know, the ol’ one-person-one-day at a time kind of deal. I mean, I’d be happy with helping one person. Changing that one person’s life. Turning it around for the better. But I guess, most of the time, one can’t really see all the effects that they have on people. It’s the iceberg effect- only 10% of what is there is seen, the other 90% is just chillin’ there (pun intended) under the surface of some frigid waters. But, I mean, think about it (Whoever you are) ! What if one person changed one person’s life, and then that person changed another person’s life, and then, and then..it’s like this one massive domino effect! Let’s just hope some giant little kid doesn’t flick over the dominoes (too far, too far). But anyways, perception is so…massive. We perceive so much. How tall we are. That crack in the sidewalk. How cool we are. How hungry we are. How…you get the point. So I want to change a perception at a time.

And I’m going to start with beauty.

So, here I am blogging, even though I’m pretty sure out of the billions of people who use the internet, no one will see it. Ha. Haha. Hahaha.  Oh well, because I guess that’s the beauty of blogging. I think no one can see what I write, but then suddenly, someone will leave a really profound and intuitive response to one of my posts. (Hasn’t happened yet, but I’m still waiting!) Anywho, so that’s the end of this post. (Admirable conclusion sentence, I know).

Andrea  :)