I am an Indian. I’m dark-skinned and I love my skin colour.
But in the past, I used to hate it. The society, who ironically are dark-skinned too made me believe I’m impure, I’m disgusting, I’m ugly and in order to be pretty, I need to be fair and pale and because of this I used to slap on layers of fairness creams every day religiously hoping I’d be ‘white’ one day. That’s not how it works and I feel so stupid today for believing them.
Sadly in our society ‘Prettiness only comes from fairness’
(I am not promoting this ad. It’s just an example to prove my point)
Every society has these ‘standards’ and certain ‘features’ which if you possess, you’re termed as ‘beautiful’. A long neck, long eyelashes, big breasts, flat stomach, arms that should just be bones, long fingers, thin nose- it doesn’t end.
We forget that it isn’t about the colour of the skin; it’s not about how long your neck is or how thin you are. You need to be beautiful as a person, as a human being. This discrimination between white skin and dark skin…it’s…it’s pointless. Do you ever realize what a stupid idea it is to want to change the colour of your skin? It’s in your genes. It’s what makes ‘you’. Fairness creams can’t change you and why would want them to? For crying out loud, most of them have bleach in it. Bleach! Bleach is used to clean toilets and yet we voluntarily put that on our face. We aren’t shit.
YOU ARE BEAUTIFUL.
It’s 2017 and yet we are still so narrow-minded about the meaning of beautiful, it’s naïve of us.
Beautiful is defined as- pleasing the senses or mind aesthetically.
You are beautiful based on the words you say, the attitude you have towards people, your smile, the glimmer in your eyes when you’re happy, the pink blush on your cheeks when you’re shy.
These things? No . They don’t matter.
If aren’t fair, you aren’t beautiful. If you aren’t fair, no one will ever love you. If you aren’t fair, you don’t deserve to be loved. If you aren’t fair, you probably won’t ever find a groom.
I am insecure about a lot of things. I hate my neck. I hate my teeth. I hate my tummy fat. I hate my forehead. I hate my hair.
But will I let these things define me? No. They don’t define me. The person I am inside is what truly matters. We don’t have to work on the outside. We need to pay attention to the inside.
We talk about equality and how racism should end but we, ourselves, contribute to it in some way or another.
We think we need makeup to look pretty. Foundation, conceal, sculpt your nose to make it look thinner. It’s so sad when girls don’t walk out of your house bare-faced because they think they are ‘ugly’; their pores too large, their acne too red etc. It’s so sad when girls apologize to others if they don’t wear makeup. Why? Why would you apologize for how you look?
Don’t get me wrong. I love makeup and enjoy putting it on but makeup shouldn’t be a symbol for low confidence. Love your face and your skin. Some girls wake up at 6 in the morning every day to do their makeup and they hate it. If you hate it, don’t do it.
You are beautiful. And remember makeup is to enhance your beauty. A lot of people out there do like to transform their face and that’s alright if you enjoy and love doing it, but it isn’t an obligation and you shouldn’t force yourself.
You are beautiful just the way you are.
You are beautiful beneath all that concealer. You are beautiful beneath all that foundation. You are beautiful beneath all the layers of fairness creams, anti-tanning creams.
You are beautiful being you. Don’t ever be ashamed for the way you look.
Lots of love,