Waxing, lipoplasty, plastic surgery, nose jobs, facelifts, Botox, mud bathing, microdermabrasion, blah blah blah. All are beauty procedures so many women engage in just to have the perfect Barbie or Kim look. The extent to which the female folk go to achieve the zenith of perfection is overwhelming and thought provoking. Is it necessary? To go through hell, back and forth, for the perfect face and body?
I’m just a teenager and I must admit that every girl has a dream look. To have a flawless skin. Perfect shinning eyes. Long shinning hair. Full and perfectly shaped eyebrows. Perfect lean nose. Full luscious pink lips. Perfect tiny waist. The list is unending but then, let’s snap from planet Venus back to earth. Perfection is just for Hollywood. We are humans. Flaws are unavoidable. There’s always gonna be that one stubborn pimple. Heck! I’ve got a pimple-plagued face but that doesn’t mean I’m gonna result to a plastic surgery just to look good. (Puberty is still taking it’s toll on me!)
At times I wonder, who defines a woman’s beauty. Herself? Or the society? Do I have to grow up and look like a perfect model from the cover of a magazine? Do I have to subject myself to extreme measures to look great and unblemished? Does beauty require being dragged through hell back and forth? Is the saying, ‘beauty is pain’ really valid? What really is beauty? Having a facelift or a breast implants? Or being natural and proud of one’s original form? Transforming into a barbie doll? Or being real?
I’m not against looking good. Hey! Everyone needs to look good. No one wants to look like an old hag or a poverty stricken fellow. But we need to draw a line between modesty and madness. Share your opinions, thoughts, views and experiences. I’d look to hear them. Is beauty really pain?