Just Beautiful...
So, what’s it like to be beautiful? I know they say we are all beautiful in our own way. Of course it’s a person’s personality that makes them beautiful, but I’m not talking about that type of beauty.
I’m talking about the easy, obvious beauty. The woman, who when you’re walking down the street and see her pass, you can’t help but follow her with your eyes for a few moments. She hasn’t said a word and you know nothing about her; without even trying, she has gained your attention. Not because she’s half dressed looking like she just escaped from a rap video, but just classic, natural beauty.
When all decked out they take your breath away, but even in a ponytail, without any make-up they can work a t-shirt and jeans and still turn heads. Men want to have them on their arm and in their bed; women even want to be their friends. People just want to be around them.
It’s more than just having a slim figure, perky boobs and shiny hair. There’s nothing you can do to fake that quality. Some people are just beautiful. Beautiful babies, children, teens and finally adults.
I’ve found when you’re beautiful you don’t have to have great intelligence or a great personality. I’m not saying you can be an absolute moron or a miserable bitch. No matter how striking a woman may be physically, a bad attitude can still ruin it. In general, though, beautiful women just don’t seem to have to try as hard. They just have to be nice and smile, occasionally say something clever or relevant. Although, lately I keep meeting men who seem to prefer women who are beautiful and evil. It turns them on. Whatever.
If you are just average or below average in appearance, you better be funny, smart, compassionate, patient, successful, confident and willing to compromise –a lot.
Then there are the women who are fortunate enough to be naturally beautiful, and smart and funny and confident and successful. How unfair is that?! There is a girl I work with who is all those things... and she’s is a sweetheart! A genuinely nice person.
As you may have guessed, I don’t not consider myself to be “beautiful” at least not the obvious beauty I’m talking about. I do consider myself attractive. Cute. Pretty with effort. In the right outfit I can even be sexy.
I’m not complaining about it, I was just wondering. How does it feel to be beautiful? Desired? Envied? Sought after?
It must be nice.
That is all.
posted by Gift From Virgo at 9:22 AM
1 Comments:
Hello, very good reading on the subject of beauty. I (a male) have seen this type of beauty that you speak of. Many times, she will be a woman, unknown to me passing on a street, in the mall or might even be in church. We haven't met and never will. But just for the one moment in time, she captures my eye, my heart my breathe. She is in deed very classy and dresses well. Like you said, not sexy or slutty but dressed as only a real woman can. As she passes me by, my eyes try patiently to focus on her's. She does not even look at me, than I realize that true beauty is not always in the looks, but comes from the heart, the soul, that look in one's eyes that they are not afraid to share. After all, if she does not smile and look your way, there is nothing. Beauty is no longer there.
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