we hear it all the time: “beauty is only skin deep…”, but how many of us truly believes that? &, how can we, when we know the reality is that beautiful opens doors, beautiful seems to have it all, or at least, has it soooo much easier in life? of course, it’s all relative—although beauty may seem to win the day, it is all relative & everyone has their problems—even those blessed with perfect symmetry & hair…& teeth…:-/
in fact, it seems like the most beautiful of women are actually the most insecure! how is that possible? but we see it all the time, no? these are the women how are more concerned with every blemish, line & 5 extra pounds, & never believe it when told they are pretty.
even though we all know that true beauty resides within (as every cosmetic company including yours truly reminds us…know your beauty!), in the end, we all want to look good on the outside…& there’s nothing wrong with that. wanting to be the best we can be is a good thing, it’s evolution, it’s part of our innate survival instinct! the problem is when we are torn up inside about every imperfection or addicted to the external so much that we ignore our inner selves, actually arresting our development so we not only long to stay youthful looking, but keep ourselves back emotionally too.
I’m not a big proponent of plastic surgery, however, I don’t fault anyone for doing whatever they wish to feel good about themselves. it is a slippery slope though, & we need to be very careful when delving into the world of easy fixes. we can be easily lured as if by the devil, into constant picking ourselves apart, wasting precious time on the past, not embracing our present & futures & all that comes with that. think about it – the freedom not to care what people think, the confidence that comes with experience, the joy of sharing them & helping others instead of being youthfully self-obsessed. there are so many great things that come with getting older. I’m just beginning to feel & see that myself & yes, sometimes it is challenging to see the changes, but that’s partially because it’s a learned behavior. if I’m honest, & not worried about people thinking I’m being conceited, I’ve gotten better looking as I’ve gotten older. it’s also incredible to experience how freeing maturity is too!
scientists have seen that hormonal reactions that determine our lifelong skin “blueprint” start in the womb so, best start embracing these faces now folks. it’s so important to choose to see our ourselves as beautiful individuals & not base our self-concept on air-brushed models or photo shopped celebs (&, seriously, I can’t understand why more people don’t see how ridiculous so many of them look after their latest surgery or whatever…it’s like we are a nation of robots who don’t notice stuff anymore!) I don’t think of my developing lines as the lines of age, but as smile lines, & sure, the ones between my brows reflect stress – that I’ve put into this business, getting my degree, getting through childhood…& I use that as motivation for my next phase of life, which is to “lower my mind,” deal with stress in a different way than I learned in childhood…become less reactionary & more thoughtful, breathe more. if I automatically dismissed & thought only negatively about myself, I reject my past, my history & all the experiences that make me the unique person I am & that is a terrible way to treat myself. what’s more, I should be complimenting myself for getting through it all & for not only surviving, but thriving! &…for having the cahones to want to do more work on myself in mid–life!
when I think of the most beautiful celebs, Robin Wright, Holly Hunter, Lauren Hutton, Patricia Clarkson, Julie Delpy, Glenn Close, Rita Wilson, Julie Christie & of course Meryl Streep come to mind…the ones who appear to be naturally aging & who seem to have all the confidence in the world…&…I kinda want to be like them!
but, I remind myself I am not them. they can be inspirational to me…but I have to look in the mirror & compliment myself…even even on what I feel like is my worst day…now, your turn! 🙂