Dark and glossy eye shadow, long and curly false eyelashes, attractive crimson lipstick, exquisite cosmetics, deliberate highlights, ever-changing wigs, exaggerated earrings and fashionable clothes. She asked who was the ugliest woman in the world.
It's just that the corners of the mouth that were originally smiling suddenly lost their radian. The melon heart is not empty, only the melon knows. Without support, vanity and satisfaction are doomed to become empty in an instant.
She went to the plastic surgery hospital and told the doctor:
No one has ever called her ugly, but that's what she thinks. Exaggerated heavy makeup has become a must for her to go out. She calls it "decoration", sometimes it takes two and a half hours, sometimes it takes three hours. And this "decoration" has brought her unprecedented attention.
Last month, she attended a high school party and spent three hours dressing herself up. She changed from a small transparency to the focus of the audience. Those who laugh at themselves and never look at her deliberately approach her, and she also finds opportunities to laugh at each other, which makes her feel very happy.
Only when she got home, she was afraid when she saw that she had finally lost half her false eyelashes and moved back to a lot of wigs. "When did these drop?" Before drinking? After the meeting? "
I feel like someone was whispering before. Are you talking about myself?
Exquisite makeup, suitable collocation, and deliberately decorated circle of friends are for the insincere praise of others? Is it for your boyfriend to appreciate? Is it for the eyes of passers-by? Have you ever asked yourself who you are trying to please?
Life always comes to a rude awakening, sooner or later.
She remembered that she had lost half of her false eyelashes, and I don't know when she returned some wigs, but her back was still cold.
Suddenly, the plastic surgeon's words echoed in his ear: "Let me have a good look at you. You are very beautiful. You are an inner double, very distinctive. Although your nose is not high, it is quite playful. " She was in tears.
Once she won the sprint championship, but as a flag bearer, she was laughed at: her calves were thick. A part of her who once brought her glory has become a place where others laugh and make her feel ashamed. Since then, she has never exposed her calf. Perhaps it was then that her confidence in appearance began.
Boyfriend found many videos of sprints to show her. Those girls have thick calves, but they are still very happy. He told her that everyone's body is unique.
"I am not perfect, how pale perfection is; I am perfect, perfect to be myself. "
I don't know when women's anxiety about appearance became more and more obvious. Botox, water needle and other medical beauty plastic surgery came into being, and more and more similar faces appeared in the world.
Yoko, with spicy eyes and a little ugly, shouted, "I will never bow to what they think is beautiful", and finally won the praise of JUNG WOO and Tung shing Yee, who even claimed that they had the potential to be a film queen.
Perhaps, as she said in "I am not perfect, how pale and perfect I am", beauty is fleeting, not to mention the beauty of nothingness maintained by makeup and clothes; As she said, "I am perfect, I am perfect myself". Everyone is a unique individual. I chose to follow blindly in order to fit in with others, whether in terms of views or aesthetics, but I just asked myself, "Where have you been?"