You’re not. Or are you?
A few years back I was graduating from High School and, of course, we had a graduation event at some random restaurant. Every single girl from our grade was there. And not a single one was pretty. You know why? Because they physically looked so darn plastic.
That make-up. That dark eye-shadow. That white stuff on your face. That lipstick which looks like paint. That dress which takes up a whole room. How the hell is that pretty?
Damn it! The most beautiful girls are those in a jean and a nice shirt. Those whose only “make-up” is having lively, clean hair, a smiling face and a radiant personality. That is beautiful.