There is nothing more confusing than the measure of beauty. How do we measure it? Who gets to say what is beautiful and what is not?
From the looks of things, the moment something starts trending, we tend to see that as something beautiful. For instance, not so long ago light skinned guys were the ‘it thing’ and everybody wanted a taste, now it’s dark-skinned guys ruling. There are so many memes on how dark skinned guys are ‘extra’ and all.
Who gets to decide on this? Is there like a survey that happens once in a while somewhere in the world? Contouring our faces and perfecting mathematics on our eyebrows wasn’t ‘beautiful’ until very recently. Stretchmarks and cellulite were seen as something hideous and a disgrace but now it’s a different story. This is confusing.
The dictionary defines ‘beauty’ as “the qualities that give pleasure to the senses”. An individual’s sense though! Just because the mass feels as though you become ‘bae-able’ if you have money and drive an expensive car doesn’t make you any less bae-able if you don’t have that. Just because the mass feels as though eating at a certain restaurant is beautiful and makes you look like you’ve got ‘taste’ doesn’t mean you have to find it beautiful too and rush there broke. Just because the mass feels as though big booty is beautiful doesn’t mean you should take up on squatting exercises – embrace your booty size.
In a way, it seems like people get scared to show and talk about their kinda beauty especially if it goes against with what the majority favors.
As individuals we see beauty in different things. For me, there is nothing more beautiful than the sky, it has so much to offer – clear calming blue sky, super white clouds, super dark heavy-looking clouds, a rainbow that fades away in no where, the million shades of grey on a cold day, lightnings that terrify me, the sunset cooking the clouds and making them orange, the sunset showing off all shades of red, orange and purple, THE STARS, THE MOON! Goodness gracious me!
I find beauty in the hidden things and things we don’t really take time to admire or notice – tea in a demitasse, the fine details on the design of a vase, freckles, that gap between the front teeth and an upright posture.
People will forever and always keep changing their concept on what’s beautiful and what is not so if you are going to keep trying to catch up, you are going to drain yourself and regret not embracing what you find beautiful. Stick to your own definition of ‘beauty’ and anyone who forces you to think otherwise isn’t worth stressing over.