Most women have a dream of becoming the world’s perfect person; pleasing everyone they come in contact with. When a woman looks in the mirror she wants to see a thin,big-chested, blonde, blue-eyed image staring right back at her. Why would anyone wish forsomething different? That is what society expects from women, which is far away from reality. Everyone is different, and we all should wise up and accept that, before it takes a toll on ourfuture. Women feel they should live up to the very well known Barbie-doll-mutation-image. Wrong! I hope that women start opening up their eyes, instead of emptying out their wallets toplastic surgeons and weight loss crocks. Society is destroying many of our self-esteems. Peopleneed to realize that “inside beauty” is the one true thing that counts. Unfortunately, I havelearned this the hard way.What do I mean by the hard way--people ask. Ever since I was in junior high, I have hadthis “Miss America image” haunting the back of my mind, just like many--ahem...most--womendo. I think a big influence on my feelings about my physical appearance came from a fraction ofsociety...school. Yes, school. Junior high both girls and boys can be very mind taunting. Friends,teachers, and boys had a huge effect on my feelings towards myself. Back when I was 13 yearsold, the most important regimen in my life was to impress, impress, impress. No matter what ittook; sneaking out of the house before school with skimpy tops, missing the bus to finish perfecting the curls in my hair, or as stupid as staying up till 1 a.m. trying to figure out what outfitto wear the following day. If I had only went to an all girl school that had to wear uniforms daily!Moving up to high school was even a more dramatic, steeper step. “Oh my gosh, I haveto look skinny for that dance coming up! I have to wear makeup to be in with the ‘cool group’!” All of these insane ideas...
