We all have our perception of what pretty means to us.
We will all go to different lengths to achieve our idea of pretty. NO matter how bad it hurts, some will continue to do it.
I was sitting in a chair at my favorite spa, waiting on my turn to get my eyebrows threaded and facial hair waxed. And as I waited for my name to be called, I heard a woman scream out because she was getting her nose hair waxed. She turned around and looked at all of us waiting for our turn in the torture chair; her eyes were full of tears, her nose red, and she said,
“Why do we do this to ourselves”?
We all looked at one another and said, because we want to be pretty.
I recently began getting settled into bed a little early so I could watch 30 minutes of Botched. Years ago, I watched this show, and I forgot just how interesting it is and how incredible the two plastic surgeons are.
Doctors Terry Dubrow and Paul Nassif come together and fix all the mistakes that other plastic surgeons made on clients searching for their idea of pretty. The men and women have had everything from concrete put into their cheekbones, lips, to leaking and lopsided implants. Some have had breast implants that left their nipples placed in the wrong area.
OH, and nose jobs are the biggest botched jobs. I’ve seen so many people come on the show complaining that they can no longer breathe out of their nose.
So I began to think;
Is society to blame for all the botched surgeries, waxing, threading, and putting our bodies through rigorous workouts?
Are parents to blame for kids searching for pretty, leaving them to feel like looks are all that matter?
Whenever I venture off to Facebook land, I see parents posting about their female kids. I stress females because the majority will refer to them as “my beautiful daughter.” I’m waiting to read more about their daughter.
Like is she just pretty, or is she more than that?
The comments from family and friends will go even further and say,
“OMG, she is absolutely beautiful.”
“She is so gorgeous.”
“Her hair is perfect.”
Now I know what you’re thinking, “Isn’t that why we post our best pictures”? We want people to see us at our best, so we can get a little praise and attention.
I GET IT! But when is enough, ENOUGH!
We live in such a shallow world, and let’s face it, it’s different being a teenager now than it was in the ’70s, ’80s, 90’s and early to mid-2000s. As soon as teenagers open any social media platform, they are faced with standards that no one can live up too. A bunch of photoshopped pictures and delusional captions reading;
“My life is like a vacation,” BLAH BLAH BLAH.
Then we have the Kardashians… so long and hurry up and get off the air. They have made millions off of their plastic butts, boobs, lips, liposuction, and nose jobs.
Once again, forcing teens to want to live up to an impossible standard. They are all fake from head- to -toe and they still photoshop every picture they place on Instagram.
When my girls were little, and people would say they are so pretty, my husband would look at my girls and say, “You’re brilliant too.”
He would honestly do that every single time.
The thought of his girls being in this world thinking that looks are all that mattered sickened him. He has always said that anyone can be pretty, but it’s hard to be brilliant!
Pretty hurts, shine the light on whatever’s worse. Tryna fix something. But you can’t fix what you can’t see. It’s the soul that needs the surgery.
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