For the longest time, beauty was socially defined. Our society dictated beauty and as we all grew up, we accepted these notions and became very comfortable with them. Whoever had a long neck and some what short hair and probably a gap between their teeth and long dainty fingers was automatically assumed to be a definition of beauty. Men weren’t necessarily given any beauty boundaries.
So growing up, certain people decided to automatically dictate how a woman should look like. Not to blame them; it was expected, since some things just came from within. What really bothers me, is the fact that these opinions have become such a huge part of most women’s lives that they’ve made them matching opinions which are only but too intense. When will we all accept that we’re all awkwardly perfect.