I beg to differ. I'm a teenage girl ~ I know what's out there, waiting to starve our true spirits and transform us into jealous creatures who are intent on fighting what is a losing battle.
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(This video shows just how much our society has negatively warped the perception of beauty. In 1.25 minutes, we're shown that an average-looking woman is "airbrushed" into being model-perfect. It's scary, actually.)
It seems like when culture tried to conform us all into the mold of the "perfect person", it threw out most of the originality, the spark... the very essence of being alive, of being an beautiful, unique soul that cannot be replaced. Ever.
Just a few nights ago, I rewatched Frank Capra's It Happened One Night. The part where Ellie asks Peter if he's given up on finding his ideal girl really struck me this time. He says,
"Aw, where you gonna find her? Somebody that's real. Somebody that's alive. They don't come that way anymore. I saw an island in the Pacific once. I've never been able to forget it. That's where I'd like to take her. She'd have to be the sort of a girl who'd jump in the surf with me and love it as much as I did. Nights when you and the moon and the water all become one. You feel you're part of something big and marvelous. That's the only place to live. The stars are so close over your head you feel you could reach up and stir them around. Certainly, I've been thinking about it."
Notice there are no descriptions of physical beauty. Nothing like, "I need her to be five feet and seven inches tall. Straight blonde hair. Green eyes." Really, personality counts.
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