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Tuesday, 20 September 2011

Why I'm Glad I'm Not The Prettiest Girl In The Room

We've all seen them.  The girls with flawless make up, perfectly styled hair and sky high stilettos that make their legs look a mile long.  Any girl who says she's never wished to look like that is probably lying.  I'm certainly guilty of it.  But while I may sometimes long to look like that, I have no desire to be like that.  That look does not come easily.  It's the result of hours of preparation, hundreds of dollars spent on make-up, clothes, tanning, you name it.  Don't get me wrong, I like to get dolled up and I like to look nice but I also like to look like myself.  More than that, I hate stressing about how I look.  I'm the kind of girl who wakes up at a friends house and lounges around in pyjamas all day with a cup of tea.  I can't even imagine waking up and rushing to the bathroom with my arsenal of beauty supplies to ensure nobody sees me with my "real" face on.  I don't even carry make up in my handbag.  A statement some girls would probably find really weird.  I am not afraid to go out of the house without make up on.  To be honest, I find it a bit sad how many girls are.  It's a source of pride for me that I look pretty much the same when I wake up in the morning, maybe just a bit spottier!  

The strangest of all is that we're not doing it for the boys, and a lot of girls don't even do it for themselves.  They groom, pluck, sculpt and camouflage to compete with other girls.  If you see a girl prettier than you she's a bitch, a whore or a snob.  If she's uglier than you she's a dog.  Well, I'm not buying into this shit anymore!  I refuse to say bad things about other girls.  When I see someone "prettier" than me, I'm going to compliment her awesome hair.  I am perfectly happy not to be the prettiest girl in the room.  Let them spend an hour on their make up and silently judge each other, I'm going to go play Guitar Hero and be confident just the way I am.


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