Is that romance I smell in the air, stirring strong romantical emotions in lovers, and inciting rage in the perpetually single? Ahhh February 14, I thought it was you! Like it or not, capitalists have declared February as the love month in honor of the feast of St. Valentine. And however different Valentine's Day celebrations have evolved into from what St. Valentine had originally done for the Roman soldiers and their loved ones, the core sentiment is the same. Love. Everyone has the right to love and be loved.
As I was thinking more about the subject matter of love and romance, the idea of beautiful people came to mind. As if love, romance, and beauty always went together. Perhaps it's because romance seems more romantic when beautiful people are involved.
I just love looking at good-looking couples. You know, the ones who were blessed by God at birth with good looks - dimples, red lips, and big round eyes. I just can't keep my eyes off them. There is just something so magnetic about them - their perfectly symmetrical faces, their silky smooth skin, their blindingly white teeth, and all the other physical traits society has deemed ideal.
As I peruse my Facebook news feed, you know that thing we always check a hundred times a day, I see pictures of friends and semi-friends with their equally aesthetically-blessed partners. Birds of the same feather... People tend to stick with other people who are in the same beauty zone. Go ahead. Check your friends on Facebook, see who they hang out with. You know I'm right. But of course there's always that odd one out, that person that simply stands out because somehow he or she doesn't belong.
A few years ago, I attended a friend's wedding. She glowed as she walked down the aisle, wearing a beautifully crafted lace gown. She was radiant wearing just the appropriate amount of makeup. Her groom looked ever so dapper in his black suit and striped gray bow tie. I, and the rest of the guests must have had one thing in mind - they truly belong together. They were the picture perfect couple, and for a second I actually believed in happily ever afters.
But after the wedding, we went home and real life suddenly caught up with us, and then I began to re-realize that life is no fairy tale. Even for beautiful people. After a few years (or a few months) the romance starts to fade. This is the rule, not the exception. Novelty is what excites us, and when that "something new" becomes "something old", the excitement disappears.
No amount of beauty can hold a man's attention for more than, say, two years. With some men, even less than that. It is now up to us to sustain that excitement, that Blue Lagoon type of feeling. And if we ever survive that post-romance period, then we know that what we have is more than romance. It's love.
Love. Curious that it means zero in tennis. But love is a beautiful thing. Two people in love don't care about the world and how the world sees them. I am beautiful to my husband's eyes, and he is perfect in mine. When we love we see past the physical. This, I truly believe. We may be drawn to people because of how they look, but can they hold our attention?
True beauty lies within. This is no BS. A smart, confident woman is far more attractive than a gorgeous woman with no substance. There's just no contest. And if by chance a smart woman falls for a superficial prick, then she wasn't that smart to begin with.
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