"Help, chop-knee!": Small blemishes gnaw at self-esteem
They spoil the fun of tiramisu or deep cleavage, let us laugh behind closed doors and hunt us out of dressing rooms - but in jogging wind and weather. Quite apart from the fact that they have this unpleasant ability to metamorphosis: If one has finally gotten rid of in their shape as a lifebuoy, she suddenly reappears as a slacking goo.
Celebrity women and their beauty flaws
Blemishes are real beasts. Yet most of us have an intense and long-term relationship with them. If we were to use just as much energy for our general education as for the flagellation of our optical deficits, we would probably be able to shine richly with Günther Jauch - and we would not even need the telephone joker. Whereby it does not matter that some of what regularly beats our mood is not recognizable as a blemish for others, Let's just take Greta's thigh. When Greta looks at her thighs, strictly speaking her thigh inside, she usually says, "I hate my thighs, and here ....", she tugs at meat that looks completely normal to me, "Cutlet knee !!!" When I look at Greta's thigh, I usually say, "For such legs I would dance naked in the street !!!"
Against loving looks, blemishes have no chance
It is like so many things in life: you dream of what you do not have and you want what you are equipped with quite differently. The quirks just never let us be good enough, especially since their influence works way too often according to the simple mathematical rule, according to which plus times minus is still minus. In other words, the cheekbones can still be so great, large pores remain large pores. Alone, because they bind so much attention that you do not notice the pretty cheekbones - let alone appropriately appreciate.
But sometimes, sometimes it happens that the quirk literally dissolves into pleasure. What did I suffer from my sausage fingers! I wanted to have pianist hands, filigree and narrow. Until the "fat butcher claws", as my siblings used to insist on them, became "cute monkey pots" - that's what she called an important man in my life. Not on demand, by the way, he found my hands really cute, and I literally started seeing them with new eyes. Yes, the fingers have indeed gotten quite a bit of width, which lacks in length. What the hell? I've gotten used to them, they're good, strong hands, which I now even emphasize with chunky rings, and when they're freshly manicured, I find them gorgeous - though conscious man in my life no longer plays any role.
Against loving looks, blemishes have no chance, and now and then it helps, even if role models emerge, which turn the alleged quirk into a preference. When it comes to appearance, only a few can free themselves from external influences. For example, since Lauren Hutton and Jane Birkin a gap in the teeth is considered sexy, and what has done the advertising campaign of a major cosmetics manufacturer for the self-image of women with hip gold, can hardly be measured. Tina, on the other hand, would never let anything come to Kate Moss - scandals, bad men's taste.
The disaster area is transformed into an at least halfway pacified zone
I still know Tina as "Holland-Tina". The nickname she wore at school, because it was quite flat above. This has not changed in spite of two children, only the missing curves do not bother her anymore. "For me it was a relief at the time that such a fence post as the Moss is suddenly beautiful, apart from the fact that today I'm very happy that I do not have much that could go down ... " The psychologist calls reinterpretation: "Nothing changes in the facts, but how one thinks and speaks about them, and that gradually changes the feeling. It is now much easier to accept an "elegant gooseneck" as one with which you can "drink from the gutter". Sometimes it is also much more profane. "Bad" eye color? No problem, after all, there? S contact lenses from bright blue to nougat brown. "Too short" legs? Up on the high heels! And where you can not get ahead, help professionals of trust. So a colleague with her not really boutique-suitable waist-hip-proportions feels much better, since she knows this great seamstress.
Knowing how / what / and where can the Macke steal their terror: The disaster area is transformed into an at least halfway pacified zone. That's not bad - and not least result of a certain life experience. It also teaches, as long as you are willing to look at your own appearance more relative and with more benevolence. I certainly do not want to be 20 anymore. At that time, I had significantly less cellulite, but I was much more excited about the little. Probably because you begin to understand as you grow older, that beauty is also a matter of attitude, and quirks are just the power you give them.
We can always jump right away, if they want to piss us again, or just give them a "shut up!" hurl. Sure, it's not all perfect, there's always something to do - or to let go. But let it ruin the day? This life is too short, right?
