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Wednesday, February 02, 2005 |
What do we know, anyway? |
Tonight. Tonight I am making a move that could alter the course of my life as I know it. It will have an effect on the way I dress, the way others see me. . . and my overall body temperature. Yes, I am getting my hair cut. And I don't just mean any haircut. Something drastic. Not sure what yet, but I'm bored and I need some drama in my life.
I was informed by a sweet chauvinistic friend that "women never know what hair cut looks best, they just cut it the way they want it, and men don't find it attractive." Well, heaven forbid that we cut our hair the way we want it! Say it ain't so! And you know, this isn't really as light of a comment as I am making it. Check this out: Only 2% of women describe themselves as beautiful. I wonder if they all had long hair?
Only 2% of women. That's crazy! You know that more than 2% of women have people in their lives who tell them they are beautiful. They have husbands and boyfriends that love them and love the way they look. What exactly is telling us that we aren't beautiful? Who tells us we have to get male approval before we choose what hairstyle we think best suits our face? Why are they making reality TV shows about the wonderful, confidence-boosting effects of plastic surgery? What are we doing to ourselves?
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posted by LoRi~fLoWer Permalink
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I learned that feeling beautiful is not associated with someone telling me I'm beautiful. I thought that the day I fell in love and someone loved me unconditionally, I wouldn't worry any more about my body. Unfortunately, my insecurities transcend being loved by the most joyful man. So, if many of the 98% women are like me, they need to learn to love themselves! I wonder why we don't? --carat
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Hey- I think you should do what makes you happy. If getting your hair cut makes you happy, do it. Plus, if you don't like it, it'll grow back really soon! -Cavi
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I learned that feeling beautiful is not associated with someone telling me I'm beautiful. I thought that the day I fell in love and someone loved me unconditionally, I wouldn't worry any more about my body. Unfortunately, my insecurities transcend being loved by the most joyful man. So, if many of the 98% women are like me, they need to learn to love themselves! I wonder why we don't? --carat