I always thought there would be a time in the future when I was truly “old” and looks wouldn’t matter. But judging from my mother’s cohort (she’s over 80), people seem to be divided into groups – those who spend a lot of time on appearance and those who don’t.
When did I learn this vision of “pretty” – the one that whispers to me “if only you’d put on some makeup, then you’d look better“? As if looking “better” made me somehow more worthy, kinder, gentler, and likable. As if looking “better” meant I was healthier, or contributed more to my community.
How can I learn to spend time cultivating my internal appearance and beauty, or focusing on others rather than myself?
What makes a person “pretty” in your eyes?
As a woman, do you see yourself as pretty without makeup? As a man, what do you think of the question?