“Do you ever wonder what it would be like to be divinely beautiful?”
Well, do you?
What does it feel like? Is it different than the average human experience? Would you get used to complete strangers stopping you on the street, or in the grocery line up, or in the library, to tell you how beautiful you were? Would you expect little children to stare at you in awe and whisper in barely hushed, quavering voices “She’s so perfect!”. Would you always get the feeling that the great love ballad at every rock concert you went to was strangely sung in your direction? Would you get more discounts than the next guy, or receive the best service at your local video rental store? I could not say. I wonder if there would be a flip side to being divinely beautiful as well? What would the disadvantages be? Perhaps people making assumptions about who you were without getting up the courage to actually get to know you. Maybe others would think that you were a snob if you were just a bit shy. Would you have to prove your intellectual worth more than that chap with glasses? It could happen.
It must be hard to not lose restraint on your vanity if every turn you make is greeted with an admiring glance. The only thing more obvious than blatant self adoration, is poorly executed modesty. In this world, you must be modest. When someone gives you a compliment, you must act as if it is the first time that you have heard those words of praise. How difficult that must be when you are told those same words several times a day by various people? But even so, above all else, modesty must be sincere. I have been told before (although, I’m not sure who their sources were) that an uncanny number of famous actors and celebrities have incredibly low self esteem. Perhaps it has to do with the fact that to be well liked (truly well liked) you must be sincerely modest; and with the talents, looks, and business savvy that your average celebrity would have, they would have to work awfully hard at telling themselves enough negative messages to equalize all the compliments and admiration they received in order to maintain the equilibrium of a modest persona.
So maybe being divinely beautiful is not all it’s cracked up to be. Perhaps being average gives you more freedom to be genuinely touched and surprised at the compliment of a stranger. Maybe there is no stigma, or difference in sale price, and no higher rate of receiving a double take in a crowd. Maybe – but it never hurts to wonder.
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