Beauty is in the eye of the beholder.

So a couple days ago I was on Instagram and this woman posted a photo of herself in the doctors office with the caption "getting ready for the test".  She explained how she was getting her skin tested because there were abnormal cells.  She said how she thought that she should be this beautiful woman who was tan, tall and skinny.  She would starve herself so her thighs didn't touch and would tan to an extreme.  Now she is facing the possibility of skin cancer.  Do I know this woman?  No.  I follow her because she makes custom Toms shoes and I love them.  She has posted a few photos of herself and she is very pretty.  To see this woman open up to random strangers and say how she tried to be societies idea of "perfection" and how it might end up killing her was heartbreaking.  Today little girls are growing up with the idea that anything bigger than a size 2 is fat, white skin is frowned upon, being tall is ideal and having luscious blonde hair is sought after.  I will admit when I was younger I wanted blonde hair, tan skin, and a tiny waist.  I would watch what I ate and dye my hair.  Then something struck me.  Why did I care what others thought of me?  I loved food and I wanted to eat it.  Hell, I ate the food my friends didn't eat.  Yes, I did gain a little more weight.  But who cares?  I have curves, I have brunette hair, I have pale skin, and guess what, there is someone out there who likes me for myself.  He is great and tells me how much he likes me the way I am.  Sure, there are men out there who prefer the skinny, tall, tan woman.  There are also men out there that prefer the 5'5, pale, curly haired red head.  There is a man or woman (depending on who you prefer) out there for you.  Trust me, I know.  Never change yourself to please others.  Make yourself happy and someone will come and find you.  And if you aren't searching for someone than so be it.  Do not alter your appearances because society tells you to.  Do what you want and screw everyone and everything else.