Below are stories of women who choose to embrace, discover and discuss their own kind of beauty. These women define beauty by not just doing something that is expected because they are women, but for the betterment of themselves and the culture of women. Let’s all look at beauty in a new light today.
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Winged Nike of Samothrace: "The work is notable for its convincing rendering of a pose where violent motion and sudden stillness meet."
“And with the change in season comes my internal struggle between my needs and wants and the needs and wants of the society in which I live.”
“I’m amazed that we’ve reached the point where a woman who doesn’t get rid of her body hair, hair that grows naturally, is a rare specimen. I’m not judging the millions of women who wax because they want to (although we’d have to dig deep to know why they want to), but I am critical of the point we’ve reached where there’s no choice about whether or not we remove our body hair. It’s a given, period.”
“They’re an assault against an aesthetic, against an image of female beauty that we have ingrained in our culture and in our society. That same image I want to change, simply because it’s not real. Women have hair on their legs. We have hair on our armpits. And on our pubis. And in a thousand other places. We’re hairy, the same as men. And that’s real. A reality that women, pressured by one another, insist on hiding.”
“Beauty is whatever you want it to be, for you. So is ugliness, and ugly pride. It’s a harsh, dangerous, mean world we live in together, and I’d like to think we can make room for all kinds of bodies doing all kinds of delicious things with fashion, gender expression, and style.
Let’s move beyond beauty together.”
“That Monday afternoon was the first and last time Arce tried Brazilian Blowout. For weeks after that first treatment, Arce got sick every time she applied heat to her hair. She tried to wash the product out. That didn’t work. She sometimes had to leave her house with her hair wet because she couldn’t bear what happened when she straightened it. She was, however, very satisfied with the way her hair looked when it was finished that Monday. It was smooth and sleek.
“I loved it,” she says.”
“Despite this remarkably average female chronology, I feel I have one small, hard-won feature that is extraordinary. It is this: When I look in the mirror, I don’t see wrinkles, anxiety, zits, or exhaustion, although they are all there. Instead, I see a face, a person, a personality, a life. If someone asked me if I felt beautiful, I would have to answer honestly: yes.”