What comes to mind when you hear that word?
I think of elegance, grace and charm. I think of other people who I think possess beauty.
I wonder why beauty is so elusive. Why is she within sight but so far out of reach?
And why does my desire for beauty outweigh my desire for a calm, peaceful existence?
What does beauty really mean to me? A pretty face? A beautiful physique? Charm, grace, elegance? Confidence? Or all of those things wrapped up in one, big beautiful package?
Is it possible to possess inner beauty and confidence without being traditionally beautiful on the outside? How does a person attain this goal?
Why does the girl who looks back at me never measure up to my standard of beauty? Where did that standard of beauty come from? Why have I never questioned that standard before?
Is it possible for me to change my expectations? Is it possible for me to accept myself for myself, and not who I want to look like?
Is it possible to find beauty in me despite myself?