Humans have the ability to see beauty in each other, in our surroundings and in our expressions (through art, music, words). There is no need to contain the word in a generalized, mass-appeal idea. The cliché is true: “Beauty is in the eye of the beholder.” But what is beauty? The age-old question that we have desperately tried to put into words and images, to try to understand the feeling we get when we think we see it. Maybe beauty is a feeling. Maybe we use our senses to perceive it, we seek it out because the feeling we attain is a nice one, a great one in fact.
I have dealt with hindering self-esteem issues for almost half of my life (as have many young women these days), and spending the other half trying to figure out how to deal with it optimistically. Women have days where they don’t even want to leave the confines of their (extremely comfortable) bed, for fear of being judged, of being made fun of and whispered about. We are told we need this cream, or that hair product, or one inch of makeup and 5-inch heels before we can be seen by the ‘functioning society’. What I have learned so far is that, although we may not match up to our expectations of beauty, we are beautiful.
I leave you with images of depictions of beauty, or rather, a concept of it.