Why Beauty Is A Social Construct

Why Beauty Is A Social Construct

Beauty is so much more than what people see when they look at you.
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Why is it that Meghan Trainor "won't be no stick figure, silicone Barbie doll?" Naturally, it's because that tends to be the ideal female human model that every woman secretly thinks is the definition of beauty. Of course, this does not give Trainor the license to insult anyone who is this way, because if these people think they are beautiful, then they are beautiful.

Why are we striving to be so aesthetically pleasing to the public? Why are we getting nipped and tucked and losing or gaining weight? Because it makes you feel better about yourself? But the real question, of course, is why does it make you feel better about yourself? Because even when you think it's just for you, it's actually because of the idea of a default human being that you have in your mind, and you're just not quite fitting the quota. If you truly think you don't care how people are perceiving you, then you should consider yourself to be perfect. If everyone's nose was as big as you thought yours was, would you still hate your nose?

Most people believe beauty is the symmetry of the face. But in my experience, I've met many people with perfectly symmetrical faces, but once I spoke to them and got a taste of their personality, it made that face turn sour. This is how it should be. We should be in a society where the only thing that should be critiqued about a person is how they behave in social situations. Why does the way they look matter if they have a heart of gold? Why are we marrying the gorgeous gold diggers and blocking out the women who would give you their heart on a silver platter?

Beauty to me is the increasing heart rate of someone after hearing their friend is in trouble. It's the flowers sent to you at the hospital when you need a pick me up. It's the rainbow after the thunderstorm that helps you see that everything bad has an end. It is the words spoken from the heart when you're so blindly in love. It's putting your own well being at risk because you know someone needs help. That is beauty, not the outer shell where it lies.

I've heard many people throughout my life try to argue this, and there is always someone to ruin it and make a comment, such as, "Only ugly girls actually believe that." Seriously, dude? Are you that ignorant that you can't even see that you are part of the problem? Why are we putting people down for their appearances? We should be lifting each other up and encouraging each other to look however they feel the most confident. And other people's opinions and words should not be affecting their decisions.

So to put it simply, wear all that makeup, you beautiful human — that confidence looks amazing on you. Don't wear the makeup; you don't need it if you feel beautiful without it. Wear your tight clothes and your short skirt — that shows that you love your body, and nobody can "slut shame" you because they know nothing about your sex life. Wear your long pants and turtleneck, because modesty is beautiful too. Do whatever you want to do, and the world will learn to accept it. At the end of the day, the world is not with you in your bedroom, it's just you having your late night thoughts and questioning why you couldn't be yourself today. So make yourself proud.

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It's Time To Thank Your First Roommate

Not the horror story kind of roommate, but the one that was truly awesome.
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Nostalgic feelings have recently caused me to reflect back on my freshman year of college. No other year of my life has been filled with more ups and downs, and highs and lows, than freshman year. Throughout all of the madness, one factor remained constant: my roommate. It is time to thank her for everything. These are only a few of the many reasons to do so, and this goes for roommates everywhere.

You have been through all the college "firsts" together.

If you think about it, your roommate was there through all of your first college experiences. The first day of orientation, wishing you luck on the first days of classes, the first night out, etc. That is something that can never be changed. You will always look back and think, "I remember my first day of college with ____."

You were even each other's first real college friend.

You were even each other's first real college friend.

Months before move-in day, you were already planning out what freshman year would be like. Whether you previously knew each other, met on Facebook, or arranged to meet in person before making any decisions, you made your first real college friend during that process.

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The transition from high school to college is not easy, but somehow you made it out on the other side.

It is no secret that transitioning from high school to college is difficult. No matter how excited you were to get away from home, reality hit at some point. Although some people are better at adjusting than others, at the times when you were not, your roommate was there to listen. You helped each other out, and made it through together.

Late night talks were never more real.

Remember the first week when we stayed up talking until 2:00 a.m. every night? Late night talks will never be more real than they were freshman year. There was so much to plan for, figure out, and hope for. Your roommate talked, listened, laughed, and cried right there with you until one of you stopped responding because sleep took over.

You saw each other at your absolute lowest.

It was difficult being away from home. It hurt watching relationships end and losing touch with your hometown friends. It was stressful trying to get in the swing of college level classes. Despite all of the above, your roommate saw, listened, and strengthened you.

...but you also saw each other during your highest highs.

After seeing each other during the lows, seeing each other during the highs was such a great feeling. Getting involved on campus, making new friends, and succeeding in classes are only a few of the many ways you have watched each other grow.

There was so much time to bond before the stresses of college would later take over.

Freshman year was not "easy," but looking back on it, it was more manageable than you thought at the time. College only gets busier the more the years go on, which means less free time. Freshman year you went to lunch, dinner, the gym, class, events, and everything else possible together. You had the chance to be each other's go-to before it got tough.

No matter what, you always bounced back to being inseparable.

Phases of not talking or seeing each other because of business and stress would come and go. Even though you physically grew apart, you did not grow apart as friends. When one of you was in a funk, as soon as it was over, you bounced right back. You and your freshman roommate were inseparable.

The "remember that one time, freshman year..." stories never end.

Looking back on freshman year together is one of my favorite times. There are so many stories you have made, which at the time seemed so small, that bring the biggest laughs today. You will always have those stories to share together.

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The unspoken rule that no matter how far apart you grow, you are always there for each other.

It is sad to look back and realize everything that has changed since your freshman year days. You started college with a clean slate, and all you really had was each other. Even though you went separate ways, there is an unspoken rule that you are still always there for each other.

Your old dorm room is now filled with two freshmen trying to make it through their first year. They will never know all the memories that you made in that room, and how it used to be your home. You can only hope that they will have the relationship you had together to reflect on in the years to come.


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