My mother once said to me, “All girls are pretty under the age of 21 and then it starts to fade, some a little sooner, some a little later, but true beauty is something that gets better and better with age.”
At the time I didn’t quite understand her words, I just wanted to be cute and blonde, like the girls in my neighborhood, not striking and unusual! But now that I am older I am starting to understand what she meant.
Pretty is kind, sweet and welcoming. Beautiful signifies strength, courage, depth and intimidation besides the perfect bone structure, proportions and piercing soulful eyes that withstand the toll of time.
Pretty women identify with their label, and sadly too often hold on to it way past its shelf life and the very thing that attracted people to them comes across as depressive, making those same people now turn away -- exacerbating her desperation to somehow get her “pretty” back.
I see it all the time, these women get nostalgic and mourn the days when they were the center of attention. They get desperate taking unnecessary risks to regain their youth and prettiness. I am sure we have all, at some point, seen a “mutton dressed as lamb.” Ironically, pretty women rarely feel confident or enjoy their good fortune, worrying too often about somehow losing what they posses and when “pretty” starts to fade, they worry about somehow getting it back. Pretty women are perennial worriers.
Beautiful women don’t identify with their beauty because they don’t own it, they are it. And being beauty you can never lose it, but sometimes you can lose this knowledge during the processing of life; this demotion is tragic when it happens.
Beauty is a gift in life, not too different then being born with a silver spoon in your mouth, being a child prodigy or being born with any other exceptional natural talent. But like all gifts it must be showered with gratitude to blossom and its powers understood to serve toward our betterment rather than lead us to our destruction.
Understanding one’s own beauty and reining its powers to truly acknowledge and earn us the title of “beautiful” is indeed a difficult path.
But the good news is that it can be embarked upon by any pretty girl and if she is steadfast and allows being lead by nature, she will find that along the way she will have somehow magically earned her wings and transformed from pretty into beautiful.
(Basra Haider cover the beauty business. She can be reached at: firstname.lastname@example.org)