Funny, Fickle Things

Beauty is a funny, fickle thing. Everyone values beauty especially as a means of attraction for love, money, love and money, power; etc. We are told to be wary of beauty, to treasure beauty, to become beautiful; beauty, though said to be in the eye of the beholder, does have an objective standard. The problem with beauty's "objective standard" is that some people pretend that they have made, or can decide, that "objective standard".

People like that make people like me feel like, well, to put it in layman's terms: crap.

I am not a Victoria's Secret model. Neither are many of the women that walk through our dance studio. Even none of the men that walk through here are GQ models. But why their lack of model perfection should merit insecurities and hesitations and timidity is unfounded- so, I'll correct my statement: beauty is not a funny, fickle thing. Critics are funny, fickle people.

People can grow and learn from positive and negative criticism. I'm sure that everyone has to look in the mirror sometime and decide what he or she needs to change about his or her self in order to be better...

Because beauty needs to be cared for and loved more than it needs to be perfected and idolized.

You don't need to be a Victoria's Secret or GQ model to deserve someone's love, admiration, or respect. All you need is to love yourself first- cliche, indeed, but that makes it no less true- and surround yourself with those who love you, and think you are beautiful any day of the week probably because you think that they too are beautiful any day of the week.

Beauty could be made-up well, dressed well, tall and lithe. Beauty could be frizzy, short and stubby.

The only time a person is ugly is when he or she cannot find beauty, or diminish beauty, in everything he or she sees.