Beauty Standards Are On Read – NOT RESPONDING

WHO ESTABLISHED THE GUIDELINES? 

Perfection used to be synonymous with morality. Sculpting character was more important than having glass skin or cheekbones. People wanted to be flawless in their actions rather than their looks. They put their all into becoming the best versions of themselves by upholding morals, modeling discipline, and being dedicated to personal development. They put a lot of effort into improving society, setting an example for the next generation, or improving their own lives by upholding moral principles.

And entirely? It wasn’t a harmful endeavor. However, a new era has begun, one in which perfection has taken a bizarre turn. These days, it’s determined by your skin tone rather than what you stand for, By your waist-line, not vision. The concept of beauty has evolved into a list of requirements, a competition, and an accepted norm, and oddly, most of us have no clue who came up with it.

We are also not accustomed to this fixation. It infiltrated covertly, propelled by consumer-driven ideals, social media filters, and worldwide shifts. It gradually merged into our daily routines. The frightening thing is that the majority don’t want to escape this vicious cycle of ongoing evaluation and the urge to look desirable. Some people remain enslaved and aren’t even aware of it.

Some are taking to extreme measures, from modest to harsh, to conform to a standard that was never theirs in the first place, from dermatological treatments to cosmetic surgery. In the pursuit of this false sense of aesthetics, many individuals even lose their sense of identity, wealth, well-being, or tranquility. Nevertheless, the desire to blend in, to be liked, to be sufficient — intensifies.

The true query, however, is this: Who made arrangements about what is beautiful? Who had the authority to establish those standards? In our supposedly attractive world, who says someone with a petite frame, a darker skin tone, or a flat nose doesn’t deserve to be recognized, loved, or honored? But what if that same individual is gifted, wise, or compassionate? Is beauty still more important than substance?

In the era of digital media, no one is truly protected, even after undergoing rigorous processes or checking off all the so-called aesthetic boxes. One can make fun of someone based on their breathing patterns, grin form, or even the shade of their clothing.

Furthermore, if that individual is psychologically delicate, the harm may be more severe than we think. The blame battle then starts. Should we hold society as a whole responsible? The people who have an impact? The international rhythms? The reality is that nobody accepts accountability. Since mocking is too multifaceted. Because standards of beauty are not refundable.

Thus, perhaps it is time to ask ourselves: Do we want to avoid vulnerability or are we craving visual appeal? Do we live up to our own ideals or to those of others? Is honesty our choice, or are we falling for a lie? Now is the moment to take back the entire narrative. To reinterpret the concept of being sufficient. Keeping the persona in mind is always in trend.

WHO HAS THE ENTITLEMENT TO DESCRIBE WHAT’S AESTHETICALLY PLEASING? 

The fashion sectors has long been known to set some of the most stringent and unattainable aesthetic demands; the list is endless and includes everything from perfect skin to size-zero structures. I’ve always had an alternate perspective, even though many people could embrace these conventions as a part of the field. For me, aesthetically pleasing is not nearly as important as gifts, credentials, and integrity.

The degree to which an individual fits into an established category should never be used to gauge their true essence. To throw off the pattern and establish new, warmer standards, I think it just takes one brave person, someone who was considered ineligible under those antiquated criteria. People should create standards, not have to fit themselves into another person’s mold.

Unfortunately, though, this effect has spread well beyond the runways and red-carpet events. These unachievable goals are now being pursued by everyone, including domestic goddesses, educators, pupils, and corporate executives. Previously undemanding industries are now subtly pressing people to maintain a “Exceptional Appearance,” even at the expense of their own self-esteem.

WHEN DID SOCIETY BECOME ACCUSTOMED TO CERTAIN DEFINITIONS OF BEAUTY? It’s time to take stock and consider whether we’re attempting to change or just fit in. It’s not about blending in, let’s not forget. It’s about being authentic and standing out.

I’M SORRY, MY SKIN PORES ARE SHOWN—DON’T CALL THE BEAUTY BUREAU 

Eventually, the outermost layer of skin turned into a battlefield, and pores? Public foe number one. A being alive/ breathing individual having texture is unthinkable! These days, even the most organic appearances are viewed as requiring an aesthetic license in the age of filters, perfect foundations, and artificial intelligence skin.

Here’s the thing, though: one’s pores are evidence of our existence, not imperfections. I won’t be expressing regret, shrinking, or masking for them, then. Call the beauty bureau if you have to; I’ll be over here taking care of my personal affairs and hydrating the skin.

BEAUTY IS NOT DETERMINED BY RULES OR RANKS

YOU DON’T HAVE TO MEET ANY STANDARD OF BEAUTY

FACES ARE NOT PART OF A RATING SYSTEM

FACES ARE NOT EXAMINATION: STOP TRYING TO PASS

Somewhere along the line, we came to associate attractiveness with a system of grades, as if our features had to pass an exam in order to be qualified. The fact remains, however, that beauty is neither quantifiable nor standardized. A certification is not required for your nose, your skin shade is not a “incorrect reply,” and your physical construct is not subject to assessment.

Assessments are the purpose of guidelines, not the sacrosanct canvas of a live, breathing human being. We should therefore start leading in our complete reality and cease striving for an ideal ranking.

BOTOX & BELIEFS

Since Skin Wrinkles Seem To Be Evil/Fillers Before Feelings

These days, wrinkles are viewed as infractions and aging organically is viewed as defiance. More than it honors wisdom, the world murmurs “anti-aging.” Because it’s simpler to plump up a cheek than to deal with disappointment, fillers have begun to take the place of feelings. Botox smoothes wrinkles in the forehead, but what about the creases of actual encounters? When did laugh lines become a source of guilt rather than pride? We need to question ourselves if we are eliminating age or ourselves.

PRICK. POUT. REPEAT

Yes, a little self-love and a little syringe are part of the modern personal care practice. One filler at a time, you can eliminate your fears, so why need therapies? We prick like clockwork, pout like ducklings, and repeat as if it were a holy chant. Lip thickness? Check certain about it. uplift of the cheeks? Check again. A crisis of one’s identity? It is now about reproducing flawless on repeat rather than appreciating individuality. Repeat, prick, pout, until you can no longer identify the soul that is behind the carved smile. Who determined that humans initially needed to be fixed, and when did authentic become not sufficient?

BEAUTY STANDARDS ARE ON READ – NOT RESPONDING

IGNORE THE VOICE THAT SAYS YOU’RE NOT ENOUGH

THE STRENGTH OF SILENCE IN A WORLD FULL OF UNREALISTIC BEAUTY STANDARDS/DEMANDS

With their impeccable perspectives and filters, they effortlessly send us direct messages, insisting that we conform to their standards. But you know what? We’ve read the message, We’re opting to remain silent after seeing the message—a silent protest against a script penned by egotistical spirits.

When your awful ex texts you at two in the morning with a new rule to follow, that person is your beauty standard. One unrepentant, uncensored self at a time, We are busy recreating the narrative, one unabashed, uncensored self at a time. Beauty standards can continue to text their specifications.

BORN TO BE AUTHENTIC RATHER THAN AIRBRUSHED

FORGET PERFECTION: EMBRACE YOUR FLAWS AND LAUGH LINES

BREAK FREE FROM DIGITAL MASKS AND BE AUTHENTIC

Real from birth, not Photoshopped I apologize; I didn’t see the message that said a blur tool should be included with human skin. Being genuine is a form of resistance in a world that strives for flawless optical illusions. Evidently, lines of laughter are now considered legal liabilities and wrinkles are now considered public foes. The truth is, though, I wasn’t made to be someone’s Digital creation. I was made to grow older, giggle exist, shine, and occasionally even break out. Real rhythms are always retouched, and no, I’m not going to download a new face today.

PLASTIC AIMS: NATURAL IS TOO STRESSFUL, ISN’T IT?

WHY NATURAL AGING FEELS DANGEROUS IN A BOTOX ERA

ARE WE GIVING UP ON REAL BEAUTY?

Just think of how brave it would be to age naturally. Staying true to oneself feels almost rebellious in a world where filters are the new foundation and being “flawless” comes with a hefty price tag. It seems that shaping your nose is smoother than breathing through it, and freezing your face is safer than displaying a wrinkle. It’s obvious that nature didn’t refer to the social media aesthetic guidelines when creating the original design.

YOUR DEFINITION OF AESTHETICS,  “MY RECYCLE BIN” 

Since I won’t download impractical goals. To fit your algorithm, I won’t reduce my waistline atleast not for Beauty standards or alter my nose to fit your lens. I’m going to sabotage that entire system, honey, if your “ideal” requires procedure, suffering, or a dozen applications to fool you. I live by the sole criterion that real elegance defies convention, not bones. Beauty is the honest truth of who we are, not a pre-made screen. As long as the entire globe continues to strive for excellence; I will continue to choose true authenticity.

BEAUTIFUL, “BABE, I’M BLESSED WITH AN ENTIRE PERSONALITY”

I am not here to provide a scroll-stopping filter or a carefully manicured vibe, so forget about the superficial pursuit of the ideal appearance. I am a living, breathing mixture of eccentricities, aspirations, imperfections, and ferocious vitality. My value is determined by the stories I tell and the fire I bring, not by the number of likes or lip gloss tints.

I honor the inherent elegance that is fostered by physical activity, a balanced diet, and the good deeds that feed my spirit. A lovely face fades, but a whole persona with a purpose is everlasting, so while others are fixated on appearances, I’m focusing on my life objectives and becoming the best, most genuine version of myself.

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