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I have been trying my whole life to be pretty. There has always been girls prettier than me. Sometimes it was their hair or their clothes that made them pretty. Sometimes it was their face. When I got older, it became their bodies. I always wanted to be one of those headturning chicks, but I never have been. Now, I know I am cute…and this isn’t a low self-esteem rant. You ladies know what I’m talking about though. Though we may be comfortable in who we are, there is always that desire to be the baddest chick in the room.
I was shopping the other day, and I was looking at this skirt I thought would be sexy. And then I thought, ‘okay, I will be 30 this year so maybe this hemline should come down some.’ And next I thought, ‘who are you trying to be sexy for?’ I hate it when men talk to me in a rude way, and who cares what these other girls think about me! Why waste time and money trying to look a way that is not yourself. And that is where the anti-pretty movement comes from.
I inherently love makeup and hair. The upkeep of my skin and hair is what I do for me, and to be expressive. I love some of my clothes, but a lot of them look like something other than me. I either look like work or kickin’ it. When do I look like Donna? Do I have to attempt to look “pretty” all the time? Can’t I be plain and beautiful for once? I do love dresses, but do I have to wear one every time I dress up? What is with my pretty fascination?
So I am attempting to not put so much effort in my clothes and my “look” and I am just going to look like me for a minute. Not to say I won’t have my makeup and hair fresh, I just got other things to worry about than being pretty right now…
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