I come from a great family and have always felt my own self-worth, I've never really needed approval from people to feel good about myself, but even then, there were some instances where I thought, "If I could just lose a few more pounds, if my hair was a little lighter, if my arms were a little smaller..." and so on. It's just sad.
Women feel endless guilt throughout their whole life about their size and why they're eating what they're eating. Women will explain and justify what they're eating. How has it come to that? Do you know how many times I've heard my Grandma say, "Well, I'm starting my diet tomorrow." Or how many cleanses and diet plans my Mother has been on? They are both confident women, who are not overweight by any means and it even affects them! WHY?!
Because our definition of beauty and happiness is jacked up. No matter how much you avoid billboards and magazines, it's always there in your subconscious. You see the head lines waiting to check out at the grocery store, "Stars With Cellulite," "Best and Worst Bodies," and "How to Lose Those Last Few Inches." Ugh! One day I'm going to lose it and rip up those magazines, like a raccoon with rabies, in the check out aisle! People will be scared.
I'll never forget, I was waitressing back in the day. It was a football Sunday so everyone in the restaurant was watching TV. There was a commercial with overweight dudes running towards something, all their belly fat was jiggling in all it's glory in slow motion. They showed like 10 men and everyone was laughing and then at the end they showed one woman running in her bra and underwear, a little overweight, her tummy jiggle was jiggling too and the whole place went from laughing to sounds of distaste. What the heck!! It was beyond annoying and just shows how critical our society is towards women and their bodies.
Everyone has seen all the 'memes' that have strangers in them, pointing out their muffin tops, their bad wardrobe choice, their balding head, or even their butt cracks. I'm at a place, I don't even find those funny, anymore. I'm not trying to preach here, but I just see it as unkind. I have those thoughts, like 'Whoa, maybe he shouldn't wear that.' But I'd never say it or snap a secret picture and make a meme out of it. I think people deserve kindness, even if they're overweight and wearing small pants. (Duh!)
And what about how many make up products are out there? Um, we don't really need that much. I know, a lot of women have fun experimenting with make up, I do too, sometimes. But ads make the impression we need some cover up and long lashes or our faces suck! Not the case, I'm a big believer in natural beauty.
Man, I was going to keep this short, but I guess this issue really grinds my gears more than I realized. I'm just tired of women feeling less than, because of their pant size. So stupid. I'm not advocating obesity, but I'm saying, if I want a cheeseburger and fries with chili all over them, now and then, I should not feel guilty about it or wonder where the weight is going to cling to on my body.
Anyways, the whole point of this was to share my definition of what I think true, beauty is. So here it is, for men and women.
Beauty (according to a random human named, Skye)- Kindness. Lending a helping hand when it's not convenient. Letting some one in traffic in front of you, because they have their blinker on. Having a few extra pounds in January and February, because you stuffed your face in November and December with secret family recipes that are only available that time of year. Laughing uncontrollably, where tears, snot, and drool may spew from your face. Confidence; being completely and utterly you. A father giving a piggy back ride. A mother holding her child in a warm embrace. A smile from a stranger. Caring. Not being so quick to anger. Enjoying life. Fire in people's eyes when they talk about what they love. The colors of a sunset on some one's face. Wind blowing through your hair. The sun warming your cheeks. Children doing anything. A few hairs out of place, because you were too busy having a good time to notice. A few crumbs left over on your lips and shirt, because you were actually tasting every taste of your meal. Being comfortable in what you're wearing. Having compassion in your everyday life.
Every person is beautiful. I truly, believe that. I don't need a magazine or scale to show me who is pretty in this world. I see pretty people, every day, all day. Happy is beautiful. Open your eyes!
If you don't like my definition; make your own! Think about what is really, beautiful to you.
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