Anyone who was a follower of my blog back in the old days, will know that every so often, I used to revisit the question of:
What is Beauty?
I like to come back to this question, because I never look back at any of my past posts until I have written the new one, and it's interesting to see how much I've changed in how I view beauty.
Beauty is a secret smile. It's the first snowdrop appearing. It's watching the sunset on a warm spring evening. It's seeing someone you love achieve something they never thought they could. It's a kitten exploring the outside world, discovering new things with an innocent curiosity.
Beauty is feeling comfortable in your own skin and accepting yourself for who you want to be, not who society thinks you should be. It's wearing red lipstick and dying your hair pink. It's clashing colours and mixing patterns. It's ignoring the latest fashions and wearing whatever the hell you want.
Beauty is helping someone because you want to, not because you have to. It's being there to just listen, and not saying a word. It's accepting that no one is perfect. It is seeing beauty in people who feel that they have none. It is telling those people that they are beautiful and honestly believing it.
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