Beauty: why the heck does it matter? A confusing little ramble by your favourite blogger (a.k.a ME, obviously)

Okay so I just want to write a short-ish post about something that I've been thinking about lately.

That something is beauty.

No, this isn't going to be some sort of beauty tips post. Or an essay about what I think beauty means to me.

I want to write about why does beauty matter so much? 

 Whenever I visit my family (which isn't often as they live quite far away) they're always like, "oh, you've gotten so pretty now you're older!" or "You're such a beautiful girl!" And I say thank you and maybe go a little bit red because I'm like the shyest person in the whole damn universe, but I can't help thinking, why? Why do they say that? Why do they seem to think that by calling me pretty they're making me feel good and confident about myself? Because well, they're not.

LOOKS JUST DO NOT MATTER TO ME. I don't give a damn whether people think I'm pretty or ugly or whatever. Being called pretty doesn't give me a confidence boost. It's something so insignificant in my eyes that it just washes straight over me.

I'd rather get compliments like, "you're such a fun person to be around!" "You're so interesting to talk to!" "I enjoy spending time with you because you have a great personality!" or even, "Wow you're a great writer!" But "you're pretty"? Like, whatEVER. 

 I'd prefer people to think I was smart and funny over being considered beautiful. Does being beautiful make you successful in life? Does it make you happier? Does it make more people buy your books? NOPE, it doesn't. Good looks are useless. 

 But time and again people act like looking nice are the most important things in the universe and I'm just sitting here wondering about the future of humanity.

 So the point I'm largely failing to make here is that BEAUTY DOESN'T MEAN A THING TO ME AND I DON'T UNDERSTAND WHY IT'S SOMETHING SO IMPORTANT TO SO MANY OTHERS.

'Kay, so that's all I really wanted to say here. Sorry this is basically the most confusing ramble ever, I just wanted to write something about it. (I think I should stick to creative writing. Trying to actually explain stuff always fails so bad.)

Until next time,

-Indigo

Comments

  1. Grace Marie24 August 2017 at 00:36

    I can totally relate to this post!
    Actually a few days ago I was at a party and one of the girls told me that I was the most popular girl in our homeschool group and I didn't believe her, so she said, "You're pretty."
    And I was like, "Thank you...?"
    It's sad how people only look at the outward appearance.

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. Andrea24 August 2017 at 09:34

      Yeah, it's like people only care about looks, what happened to "it's what's inside that counts"? Anyway, I'm glad you related to this, it's nice to know that others think the same as me! XD

      Delete

Post a Comment

Hey there, internet denizen and visitor to this blog! I hope you enjoyed reading this post, and if you did, please leave me a comment! They make my day, and I reply to every single one. If you've never commented before, don't be shy! I love making new friends. Just be kind and respectful, please. I possess the power to remove comments; don't make me use it.

Popular posts from this blog

"Not Like Other Girls" // Poetry

I’m not like other girls. I’m not beautiful, Or clever, Or talented, Or ambitious, Or loyal. I don’t know how to take a compliment and I sure as hell don’t know how to give one, I don’t know how to support other girls because all I think about is myself I don’t know what friendship truly means because I don’t really trust anyone, not deep down I only know how to be alone I can’t find happiness in the simple things Like pretty flowers Or a new eyeshadow palette Or a fairy-tale house Or a sunset I only see the rain Never the rainbow I only hear the individual notes Never the symphony I am a single black tulip among a field of beautiful, colourful blossoms And it hurts It hurts a lot I used to think I didn’t feel enough Now I know the opposite is true I don’t feel enough about the real world, I don’t care enough about the people and things happening around me I’m too detached from real life It’s frightening But I feel too much when it comes to my stories, my characters, the universe insi
Read more

The Spaceships and Vampires Monthly Writing Challenge: December

YES I changed the name of my monthly writing challenge because I'm awesome and I wanted to and I'm not blogging under Indigo anymore, so I sort of had to. I wanted to make it the same as my blog's title but my blog's title is way too long and it would sound awful and WHY DO I ALWAYS HAVE TO PICK BLOG TITLES THAT ARE SO FREAKING LONG GOSH DARN IT - Anyway! Welcome to December!! Is anyone else in shock over the fact that IT IS ALREADY DECEMBER and that means that in a month's time it'll be 2018?? Like???? Where has this year gone??? (I think I moan about time going too quickly at the start of every Monthly Writing Challenge post, lol. I'm sorry, but every time a month passes I realise how freaking quickly this year is flying by and it makes me go nuts.) ACTUALLY I'm lying haha it's not December for me yet at the time of writing this; in a surprising turn of events I'm actually being organised for once and writing this up a couple of days before i
Read more

Interview with a made-up character - NO it's not as insane as it sounds (IT'S EVEN WORSE, RUN WHILE YOU STILL CAN)

Hey there, guys! Today I've got a very special post for you: I'm going to be interviewing one of my characters! Yep, I'm going to interview - *purple-eyed, red-headed girl of about eighteen, wearing extremely colourful clothes and a very wide white hat with a purple feather, stalks in* Hey, what's up. Me: Hey - wait, what?! What are you doing here, Trinity? Trinity: Well, duh. I'm here for the interview, of course. Me: What - no - you're  not meant to be here! I'm meant to be interviewing Harley, the main character in the novella I intend to start writing soon! Trinity: You mean, the one you're too lazy to start writing? Me: Shut up. But yes, that's the one.  Why isn't she here? Trinity: Couldn't make it, so I came instead. She's probably in a corner somewhere, contemplating how terrible her story is and how bad a character she is. Me: You do realise that if you insult my ability to create characters, the joke's on you
Read more