Beauty is a mystery that has been with us for ages. Define beauty? One may as well dissect a soap bubble. We know it when we see it — or so we think. The ideal concept of beauty in today’s society has been counter-attacked by those who are against the thin-ideal concept of beauty — the ones who find beauty in curves. Ugh, whatever that is, we know the rest as most articles in the platform said. There will never be an exact concept of how we are supposed to define our beauty. The life is moving on. Until, I realized one tiny lil thing…….
Well, you may take a little chocolate-pancake or your strawberry milk while reading this — another phase of me cooking the stuffs that come in mind.
How we define ‘Beauty Standard”?
Complex. Beauty is often distorted, misunderstood and shadowed by a wide amount of conflicting pressures. My beauty standard can be different from your beauty standard. My colleague’s beauty standard can be different from ASNTM’s beauty standard. That’s where the “everyone is beautiful” campaign steps in: we create our own beauty standard.
There is a difference between an obsession to be beautiful and trying to find beauty in everything. I do think that everyone must feel beautiful. If people feel beautiful, they are comfortable with themselves. If they are comfortable, they are confident. I don’t want to stand in front of a mirror and say
“I might be ugly and I got pimples, but I’m going to nail the pitching to the damn client.”
Why can’t we say,
“My legs look good in these heels and my hair looks on point today. It makes me feel like I’m Anne Hathaway in Devil Wears Prada. I’m totally going to rock the pitching with the mind-blowing performance.”
For me? I personally think that beauty standard is the images and moments that inspire and represent the most distinct and remarkable attractiveness of our souls. It’s the moments we feel free and real. It’s the moments we feel proud and eminent. It’s the moments we feel alive. It seems like that element should be inherent, but it isn’t. It is something we endlessly strive for, rather than see in the true essence of our happiest moments.
“Beautiful is a woman who has a distinctive personality; one who can laugh at anything, including themselves, and one who is especially kind and caring to others. She is a woman, who above all else, knows the value of having fun, and not taking life too seriously. She is a woman that you can trust and count on to brighten your day. She is a woman who can inexplicably make you feel really good just by being around her, and yet brings such great sadness when she is gone.”
Let’s invite that famous word — PASSION!
Passion, purpose, interest, are terms that often appear when we talk about school or work. Even the word “passion” itself seems to have been overused, with a different understanding for everyone. I learned a long time ago that passion is something that you seek. You can just find a new passion after years of doing something you really don’t like. Or maybe you just tried something out of curiosity, yet instead, you continued to fall in love and persevere. Just like a mate, the timing of people in finding their passion is also different.
Without a passion, we might not know what to do or what long-term targets we have in the future. Purpose was only there when we really knew why we were willing to pursue whatever we were going to pursue.
And if you ask me how I myself perceive the word “passion”? For me, passion is an emotion specifically intended to make you go crazy and work your ass off at something because your brain believes it could rock your world. That, like love, is a feeling worth fighting for. That is the feeling when you got so excited for doing it, you can’t even sleep the night before because the excitement and that huge smile deep won in your heart.
“The most beautiful makeup of a woman is passion”
If I may say, I sew my beauty standard and my passion. That’s how I find the beauty inside myself.
I think of the times I’ve been most happy and whether or not those align with common beauty standards. It hasn’t been the nights my hair stayed intact, body dressed attractively, or skin shined flawlessly. It’s been the moments I felt beauty because of happiness, which was not derived from my appearance — at all.
Because for me, it’s not about how we get the beauty, it is about how we create our own beauty.
I love the beauty of how I’m saying something on stage, in front of a lot of people, and being bold with some issue. I love the beauty of when I understand things and share the stuffs to others. I love the beauty of how I bring up on the table the idea of the new project campaign along with the bold analysis. I love the beauty of how I feel in the middle of the nature, with my hair stuck to my face. I love the beauty of my sweaty face and limb hair colored up myself in organizing the event. I love the beauty of my so-focus-on-the-stuffs-featuring-all-things-popped-up-in-mind when I write or read. I love photos that capture my beauty during unrehearsed moments. I love the beauty of how I’m being so chatty and talk-active when meeting those people in my life — my colleague, old friends, and even the new people. I love the beauty of how I put my earphone, open my laptop, hang my eye-glasses and start writing some other pieces that comes in mind — like how I’m writing this thing.
These are the times when I feel most beautiful because I’m alive, not because of what an exterior image has brainwashed me to believe.
We are activists, innovators, achievers and inspirations. We are the lives and change we create, and that is beauty.
It’s those sensations that ignite the real flame of confidence and beauty in the souls of those constantly bombarded with messages telling them to believe otherwise. It’s the little moments, like when someone looks at you with respect and admiration. It’s the true ecstasy of falling in love with people and places in a magically easy way. It’s the way it feels to achieve a goal you’re worked tirelessly to achieve. It’s the wrinkles from every effortless smile and furrowed brow of strength that make a face perfect. It’s the moments that build the women we become and strive to be. Beauty is in the heart, and the way it shines through.
Our bodies are simply a shell that allows us to radiate these experiences and accomplishments through. They are a case that displays our happiest and most incredible experiences for the world to share with us. No culture, company or concept could ever define beauty. It is composed of the moments that draw upon our strength, and consume us with the remarkable and intoxicating experience of being alive.
This world does not revolve around you and there are so many other things that are more important than your first world problems
Few traits are more seductive than a zeal for life. When someone has found her passion, she comes alive in a way that draws you in. It makes you want to back her up and help her succeed — not that she needs your assistance.
The good thing about passion is that it doesn’t stop. Passionate people are passionate about almost everything in their lives. I’m telling y’all, you bet.
