Published
July 1, 1982. A woman stopped me the other day
and said, “It is good to know you are better-looking in person than you are in
your picture by your Deseret News column.”
Up until now I have thought my
Deseret News picture was adequate. Not flattering and not too revealing.
Perhaps I am too much like other Americans. We currently are preoccupied with
our physical appearance.
The story is told of a man who had a
wooden eye. He went to a party one night and wanted to dance. But he was too
self-conscious about his appearance.
If he were to ask a woman to dance,
he thought, she would probably say something about his wooden eye.
But still, he wanted to dance. Then he saw a woman with rather large ears.
“I’ll go ask her to dance with me,”
he said to himself, “and if she says anything about my wooden eye then I will
simply remind her of her large ears.”
So, the man walked up to the woman
and said, “Would you like to dance with me?”
The woman jumped up off her chair
and exclaimed “Would I!”
With that the man stepped back and
yelled “Big ears! Big ears! Big ears!”
Maybe we don’t have a wooden eye or
large ears, but almost everyone seems to be discontent with some aspect of his
or her physical body. We are either too short or too tall. Too thin or too fat.
Too much or too little hair which is too straight, too curly, or too grey.
Our eyes are either the wrong color
or not in the right position. And our nose is somehow out of proportion. In
essence, we don’t feel we are among the beautiful people of our country.
But we Americans may also have
purchased a bill of goods we neither want nor need. Exactly who are the
beautiful people anyway? What are we trying to become?
Usually the supposedly beautiful
people portrayed on television, in movies, or on the covers of magazines are
mostly young, extremely beautiful, and very slim. Television advertisements for
diet drinks are notorious for depicting such people.
And problems frequently arise in
marriages when we try to be like these beautiful people or want our spouse to
be like the ones we constantly see on the mass media.
The reality is that less than 10
percent of the population is actually beautiful by Madison Avenue standards or
by those of television advertisers and fashion magazines. And yet the other 90
percent of us are spending great effort and millions, perhaps billions, of
dollars each year to try and be beautiful by the standards of others.
And the price for many who want such
beauty is often extremely high. Many try to be young, beautiful, and slim, but
in the process, they end up being preoccupied, miserable, and usually
unbearable to live with.
If we do equate beauty with youth,
as many do, we fight a losing battle, advertising to the contrary. Everyone
ages. “Beauty,” said T. Adams, “is like an almanac, if it lasts a year, it is
well.”
Not everyone is beautiful by
advertising standards. But everyone is or can be attractive. And being
attractive is not contingent on age.
Jane Porter wrote, “Beauty of form
affects the mind, but then it must not be the mere shell that we admire, but
the thought that this shell is only the beautiful case adjusted to the shape
and value of a still more beautiful pear within. The perfection of outward
loveliness is the soul shining through the crystalline covering.”
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