What Is Beauty?

 What Is Beauty?

To the Editor:

Re “We Don’t Have to Be Beautiful” (Sunday Review, April 7):

Megan Nolan has the freeing popularity that beauty is given at the beginning and that if we had been less beauty-conscious and obsessed, we might be freer to be every day. Then we’d get on with the enterprise of discovering how ordinary power is thrilling and well worth greater than chimeras of ideal, uncomplicated splendor. I believe that all people are lovely sooner or later in their lives, either as kids, as old humans, or in flashes of unguarded expression. The span of this beauty is fleeting and ephemeral, and we are often no longer subconscious of our vision while we’ve got it. As a female in her 60s, I can say for sure that all young human beings are lovely. Maybe they will get this when they’re not younger. I may even add that seeing the beauty that is going against the humdrum grain of societal norms even when witnessing the self — calls for a more acute kind of imaginative and prescient. What we want is a version of Naomi Wolf’s “Beauty Myth” for the internet age.


Colorism is more than being referred to as a cockroach, having guys examine my nether regions to a medium uncommon steak, or seeing my overwhelm who prefer lighter-skinned girls over me. No, it is going more profound than that. Colourism has programmed me to view myself as everything but stunning, or even a lady. Masculinity, ugliness, and undesirability are developments that I have recognized when you consider that early youth. I become a tomboy, and being a darkish-skinned black female simplest brought every other layer to any discomfort I had concerning my look.

As a younger teen, I became in no way at ease carrying anything too female or pores and skin-revealing. Hoodies, denim, and sneakers had been the handiest things in my closet. And yet, my bedroom became the opposite of this mindset: I had posters of the Jonas Brothers, and the Twilight cast plastered over my walls, a large warm crimson Hello Kitty blanket laid throughout my mattress, and a massive series of Barbie and Bratz dolls. It became a stark assessment to the girl who hung out with boys to playing video games and soccer and favored using bikes around Philadelphia.

Just like another child within the mid-2000s, I watched the Disney Channel religiously. The indicates bolstered the belief that the white – or at the least mild – character usually becomes the main protagonist or the female worth of love. Shows with black casts additionally had colorism trouble: the Fresh Prince of Bel-Air and My Wife And Kids had changed their darkish-skinned girl characters with lighter ladies, questioning nobody could word. Meet the Browns, Sister, Sister, The Proud Family, So Raven all had younger black female characters that I cherished but regarded not anything like me. It made me question whether or not or no longer I can be deemed “girly” ever enough to be one of these women who deserves a whirlwind romance.

As I was given older, I started to feel more self-aware. At 15, I wanted to be pretty and healthy with the alternative ladies, but I didn’t know how or in which to start. I began to watch YouTube make-up tutorials and wiggled myself an increasing number of into the confines of what’s taken into consideration feminine by using wearing makeup increasingly and being tedious about my hair (and I favored it). I would wear long, immediately weave, a complete face of make-up – foundation, concealer, highlight, contour, heavily stuffed-in brows, lipstick. I would highlight the maximum of my face with a lighter concealer color, basically lightening my pores and skin with make-up and overlaying who I became. Soon, my overall performance started to feel like a green with envy apology for having the kind of skin society hated.

Dennis Bailey


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