All things beautiful on the inside are equally and authentically beautiful on the outside.
Ask me what makes me beautiful and I will give you one word and one word only – FLAWS. By now, I’m sure it is established in our minds that being attractive or cute is not the same thing as being beautiful.
Beauty has been described as a particularly graceful, ornamental or excellent quality or aggregate of qualities in a person or thing, that gives pleasure to the senses or pleasurably exalts the mind or spirit.
That right there is like the most complete definition anything and anybody can ever have. Please, do take special note of ‘senses’, ‘mind’ and ‘spirit’. You can now, after diligently digesting that, agree with me that beauty does not only lie in the eyes of the beholder, it mesmerises his senses, mind and spirit. I’m starting to think it is beyond mundane.
Beauty isn’t about having a pretty face, wearing fancy clothes or shoes, and having the perfect body. Beauty exceeds the physical, the obvious, the sounds and the olfactory attractions. Beauty is about having a pretty mind, a pretty heart and most importantly, a beautiful soul. What is a cute face without a beautiful heart and soul?
To define beauty is to define attitude, it depends on the individual and their inputs. Simply put, anyone can decide to repress what really makes them tick and affable, and decide instead to furnish their physical self; or choose to dig deep, seek their inner beauty, appreciate it and exude graceful radiances, unalloyed self satisfaction and bursts of incessant glow.
One needs not be anyone but one’s own self to be lovely and lovable. The scars, wrinkles, flaws, imperfections and insecurities all tell a story; the “I am beautiful story.”
There is no one else like you. Our varieties and differences give greater meaning and depth to the concept of what beautiful truly is.