Selfies in front of the makeup store mirror 💁🏽 Yesterday, me and my sister were shopping for makeup. After finishing my usual swatching trance, I found my sis chatting with a girl who was having her brows done with the MUA. The girl was a classic Parisian beauty, but seemed really unhappy with herself. She was telling my sister she wanted her brows and features whilst the MUA stood shrugging about how she'd done the best she could with the makeover.
I was blown away. I honestly see women as being beautiful in their own way, yet, understandably, we all have insecurities and dips in self esteem now and then. But this girl was aiming for a standard impossible for her, namely because she's European and my sis is Indian.
It made me wonder about how we can get conditioned to be so dissatisfied with ourselves to the point where only the unattainable becomes the desirable (and not just in looks but in life). When I told the girl she was perfect and pointed out her gorgeous brows and eyes, she actually seemed surprised that someone would call her beautiful.
It goes to show that a few positive words can make all the difference even towards people who, on the outward, don't seem like they "need" it. I believe change happens when we can be kind to one another - human to human - even if the world seems harsh and cruel. That power and potential for change happens in everyday situations where we have the opportunity to truly connect with one another, regardless of our backgrounds. 🌏💜