The characterization of a person as ‘beautiful’ is often based on some combination of inner beauty, which includes factors such as personality, intelligence, grace, politeness, charisma, integrity, and outer beauty which includes physical attributes that are valued on an aesthetic basis. In this post I will be referring as ‘beauty’ as something strictly physically and aesthetically appealing, leaving aside spectrum of inner beauty.
It’s no secret that the perception of beauty goes a little like this – physically a beautiful woman is one with wide hips, round bum, narrow waist, luscious breasts and miles long legs; a handsome man is someone typically with fit body, tall, muscular. Of course then there is the whole opposite spectrum – of stick-thin figures and sunk in cheekbones – kind of beauty that we seem to see in the fashion industry – not that someone with that type of body isn’t beautiful.
An ‘ideal beauty’ is an entity which is admired or possesses features widely attributed to beauty in a particular culture, for perfection. However, what we see here as ‘perfection’ in UK and US doesn’t necessarily go hand in hand with what’s recognized as beautiful in other countries. Some cultures have come to be known as ones that idolize overweight women, other cultures favor face tattoos, body scars, long necks, light skin, dark skin, stretched lips and some as bizarre as surgery bandages. Thus only proving that everyone is an individual and what’s brainwashed as beautiful trough media may not be everyone’s cup of tea.
To me beauty is eyes full of wonder, adventures and experiences. Hands with slender fingers that have held onto life trough tough, hands that have carried out hard work, little rough around edges yet soft enough to caress lovers skin and pleasure loved one or self. Light dusting of freckles around the face in sunny weather, a smile that’s slightly crooked yet holds true happiness and feels like falling in love. A body that is loved and admired, a body that is healthy and a body that is imperfect yet perfect. Stretch marks like paths marking body’s journey, change and growth. The curve of the throat with skin so soft begging to be nibbles on with teeth. Scarred knees that tell about childhood spent outside climbing trees and playing catch. A trail of goose bumps left onto skin when under a tender electricity and arousal filled touch. Bruises like galaxies covering pale flesh, collarbones like mountains poking under thin skin with deep hallows inviting to drink wine out of them. The curve of high instep peeking out of a foot planted in sleek high heel. Tiny beauty marks scattered around a body like a connect-the-dots game. Cheeks tinted with a rosy blush, lips that speak words of kindness and are reserved for one and only, dimples fixed on the cheeks by angel kisses. The round swell of breasts and the valley in-between. Skin so rich in color like melted chocolate.
Beauty is in detail, it’s about the small things that make someone truly beautiful. There is a difference between someone being attractive and beautiful. Society should focus on showcasing all kinds of beauty instead of focusing on the glamorized Hollywood look. Society should focus on teaching children the beautiful features of every race, size or sex. I’m not going to be a hypocrite by saying that I don’t have a ‘type’ or rather physical features that I find specifically attractive. However, I’m also not going to recognize someone as not beautiful just because their physical features contradict with my ‘type’.
If there is anything I wish for my readers to take away from this post it’s this – you are beautiful, attractive and handsome – point blank. It is time to stop taunting yourself, I promise, you’re nose is fine, your waist line is fine and you’ve got a hot piece of ass. Stop jumping trough the rings society has put in front of you, you are not a circus freak. Forget about Kylie Jenner’s Instagram and tabloid’s new obsession of a beauty trend that makes us as look more plastic than before. Focus on things that matter like sharing kindness with the people around you. Beautiful people are kind people.
Originally written April 8th, 2015. Edited January 1st, 2017. I remember writing this post on the bus home from Spain and this really is one of my favorite posts I have ever written and I am so glad to finally have it somewhat edited to a decent level-ish.