We’ve just returned from holiday and yes thanks, since you ask it was very nice. We stayed in a large hotel complex and round the pool all shapes and sizes of humanity were on display in varying levels of undress.
It struck us how many of the young women who had enviable figures seemed unattractive. One such girl with ridiculously long legs kept her boyfriend running round after her like a lap dog. Others seemed to maintain a perpetual air of bored indifference, many refused to smile. I christened these types ‘butter face’ (nice legs, but her face!).
Then there were others less obviously perfect specimens who seemed to be open and friendly, who clearly cared about and enjoyed being with their friends and family. These were much more attractive.
Ah ah I thought, there is a blog post in there. Maybe you can think yourself pretty. Maybe if you just adopt the appropriate behaviours and smile like you mean it then you become attractive. Of course if you are too skinny or are overweight, have a genuine physical imperfection these won’t go away, but maybe most of us can and do look beyond such superficial things when really evaluating someone as a friend or partner.
Whilst we were being tourists, sunning ourselves in Greece my eldest daughter was travelling in the Himalayas. Trekking and working on a couple of community projects. She returned the day after we did. With tears in her eyes and a passion I have rarely seen she talked about the two sisters who had given her a henna tattoo in Leh. The girls were about the same age as she is but there the similarities end.
As my daughter put it:
“While we were stressing about what outfit to wear that night, whether our A-level choices were perfect and precisely which new laptop to acquire these girls left school so they could support their families. Day after day they sit on the hot dusty kerb. They might not want to be in this situation but they somehow accept it, they still have ambitions but they accept that for now this is how it is.”
“We get jealous because someone has some ‘stuff’ that we don’t even need and these girls have nothing, they have the one set of old clothes they wear everyday. Their faces are worn from lack of care and sun. They were so happy and smiled so readily and they found genuine pleasure in talking to us about our lives. ”
“They wouldn’t accept a small tip, even knowing how little is is to us and how much it is to them.”
“They said that we are beautiful, but they are the beautiful ones.”
Yes. That’s what I was going to say.