Ugly Beautiful was the photo prompt on today’s Treasure Hunt. The challenge was to find beauty in an unlikely place. Make it come alive through the lens, see it into beauty.
This is not an uncommon concept. According to urbandictionary.com: Beautiful ugly is a term used in modeling, when a model has such striking or odd features that they could be considered quite beautiful or very ugly. This is especially rare, and highly desired, especially in couture shots. They insist that very few “beautiful uglies” exist, as many are simply labeled unattractive, and unsuitable for any type of modeling.
I wouldn’t know a thing about modeling, having spent a good amount of time shying away from the camera. But I understand the concept of beautiful ugly, in my case brutto bella. I don’t LOOK beautiful but I AM beautiful. There is a distinct difference. I embody that difference and I’m now learning to embrace that difference.
Being beautiful is about a life well lived, lessons learned, attitude and resilience. Being beautiful is about others, service and what motivates your actions. It’s about the mitzvah itself I heard a rabbi say this weekend at a bar mitzvah I attended. My dear friend Linda’s grandson did so beautifully she could have bust.
Beautiful is about being comfortable in your skin while being comfortable in your clothes. It’s finding your style, enjoying your own company, never feeding anything but yourself. It’s about passing the mirror and recognizing yourself. That took a bit of time. It’s about having your picture taken, over and over again, looking in the lens each time knowing you ARE beautiful.
It’s about passion. Until recently I didn’t know what passion was. I thought it was grand. I never understood what all the damn fuss was about. But I’m getting it now. When I sit down to write, when I pick up my camera, when I read and when time slips away from me I know I’m engaging in something I’m passionate about. Can’t quite put my finger on it, I’m not saving the world but in my own backyard I’m doing good things…with passion…more often than not.
Is that to say I never have a good solid stamp your feet pity party? No, just had one thank you.
It means trying hard not to get stuck in your ways by declaring yourself a lifelong learner. Remain curious, listen to people half your age, let them pick out your sunglasses, and strive for cool in your own way. It will confirm you are beautiful, to them too.
Maya Angelou said it best; “I’ve learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel.” Make the people around you feel wonderful and heard and important and they will only ever see you as beautiful.