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A guy that I was interested in got a girlfriend. I saw a picture of them on Facebook, and like any narcissistic psycho, texted a few of my friends asking for an honest opinion on which of us were prettier. So 9th grade, I know, but let’s move on.

I generally have a high opinion of my appearance. My body is nowhere near where I want it to be right now and I wish I had longer eyelashes, but for the most part, I think I’m quite the sight for sore eyes, and vastly underrated.

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Despite my own high opinions of myself, I know that everyone doesn’t see what I see; some people probably see me and think “eh.” Others probably see me and think “how did that wildebeest find its way to Boston?” (Ok……that sounds fake but ok). All of the sane ones with adequate vision are probably like “is she famous? Why is she so pretty and well dressed?!” And that’s all completely fine. We’re all entitled to our opinions, no matter how deranged they are.

But no one wants to think that they’re largely received as ugly, or even average. No one wants to think that they’re in that gray area of attractiveness, where personality could tip them either way. People would rather be told they have a beautiful face than a beautiful soul, because let’s face it; it sounds like something you say about an ugly person. Who’s going to take the time to get to know your “beautiful heart” if you have the face of a gargoyle?

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I made sure I asked friends that I could depend on to be honest with me. They came to a unanimous decision that I was cuter than the new girlfriend. But guess what? She still got the guy. And what she lacked in ass and facial proportions ultimately didn’t matter.

I know so many beautiful girls that put so much effort into their appearances- and there’s nothing wrong with that. But I think that if the smallest fraction of energy concentrated on hair, makeup and skin regimens was refocused on improving the way we treat people and carry ourselves, we’d all be much happier.

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While men are taught that their value is financial, women are taught that their value is aesthetic. Should men stop working hard and should women stop caring about the way they look? Absolutely not. But it’s important for both genders to realize that they have more to bring to the table than their wallets or bodies.

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