Being Your Own Kind Of Beautiful

Look into the mirror. What do you see? Considering women are the ones who are considered the vain creatures, you'd think we'd be fawning all over ourselves. Our hair, our eyes, our perfectly applied mascara, our clothes. Instead, all we see are the flaws. We see the extra amount of flab around the waist, we see the creases in our dress, the zit on our forehead. We spot our flaws, before anyone else sees them. As my mother said, we forget that Narcissus was a man.

We see flaws that no one else seems to see. For example, I see my broad forehead, the not-so-great skin, the weight I could lose. We don't accept ourselves as we are. We think that there's always room for improvement. And while that holds true to a certain extent, we shouldn't let it control us. We can't let it influence our self image. We can't let it ruin our confidence. We don't get that, when we can see a flaw in ourself, the girl next to us also sees a flaw in herself. We're not perfect. We weren't meant to be. And we shouldn't kill ourselves trying to be a certain way when we know it's not who we are. All of us are beautiful, we just need to believe that. We need to learn to believe in ourselves. 

Be your own kind of beautiful. Don't listen to what the world has to say about the definition of beauty. What do they know? The epitome of beauty seems to change every now and then. So, believe. Smile. That's not much to ask for, is it?