I read a powerful article the other day about a woman's struggle. The writer explains how difficult it is to be a pretty woman- a pain I know all too well. The article can be found here.
Thank you, Samantha Brick, for sharing your story with the world. You are truly a hero and have given me the strength and courage needed to come forward and share my story. Now I'm certainly not as pretty as you, Samantha- I'm only like a 9 out of 10 on the looks scale. But I have had instances where I was treated as if I was and been witness to the treatment of my pretty boy entourage. And let me tell you, it's not as great as people think it is to be pretty.
First of all, no one takes your pouty face seriously- it is regularly mistaken as a model pose. And in a world where 90 percent of communication is non-verbal, it makes it difficult when we want to express ourselves.
Secondly, we get confused when we look in the mirror. Sometimes we develop a deep lust which has us ogling ourselves for hours. Not only is this behaviour entirely non-productive, it is also highly degrading to our own selves.
Thirdly, because we are so good looking, we are told we don't need to be good at anything and so we become underdeveloped in everything else. We quickly discover our looks are fleeting and we are left with no redeemable qualities. So, in a way, we are only useful human beings until the age of thirty.
Fourthly, we constantly overhear people saying: "What a waste", as if because we're not good at anything but being good looking, we're a waste of flesh and blood. These hurtful comments usually lead to brief introspective reflections that are quickly remedied by looking at ourselves in the mirror.
Fifthly, people date us solely for our looks and this can be very unfulfilling. Us pretty boys have thoughts and feelings too.
Sixthly, because we are known for being pretty, we are constantly trying to retain that title. As a result, too much time and money is spent in cosmetics, plastic surgery, Botox, liposuction, pills & supplements and laser hair removal to name a few. This is really hard work. Also, it has us sorting through the multitude of photos we are tagged in to make sure bad lighting hasn’t made us look like a normal person. If we ever come across such, we have to immediately notify the album’s owner to swiftly remove the deviant. I was once the best man at a wedding and forced the bride to delete her favourite wedding photo, because I felt it didn’t portray me at my full potential.
Seventhly, people always ask us: “Are you a model?” No, we’re not all models, okay? Some of us are escorts and television extras. You have no idea how tired we get of being asked that.
So Samantha Brick, I too have experienced hardships as a result of being pretty. I completely sympathize with you. I only hope more pretty people like us come forward and share their stories. Anyway, I’m sure I’ll see you at the next pretty person’s convention. Stay strong, sister; us beautiful people need to stick together.