Who is Beautiful? or Weebles Wobble But They Don't Fall Down

Someone started a status chain on facebook today.
And I was just bored enough to eagerly respond.
It said:

It's DOPPLEGANGER WEEK! During this week, change your profile picture to someone famous (actor / musician / athlete) you have been told you look like....

and so I posted this.

 

I added this line myself to the end of it.
(I WISH!! But that is what someone said....I now question their sanity/sobriety)

There have been two people who have recently said that I resemble her.

I swear....they did....and I am willing to take a polygraph test to prove it.

I almost chickened out because I did not want to compare myself to such an icon of beauty when I felt more like I looked like this:

I suddenly began to question if I should even participate in this ultra cool face book game.

What if people made fun of me and said,

"Oh how sad that she thinks that" or

"Wow she thinks pretty highly of herself" or

"Boy has she lost touch with reality" or the worst

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHA snort snort chortle chortle"

As soon as I had posted it I wanted to take it down.

Not risk the possibility of public humiliation

Incredulousness

Rejection.

My grandma always told me,

"Pretty is as pretty does"

And I have tried to live by that credo.

I have taught my children those words

and I hope that they replay over and over

in their heads as it does in mine.

Why as women do we question our beauty?

I believe it is a learned behavior.

and here is why I think that....

(The following humiliating story is true and actually did indeed happen. The names have been changed to protect the guilty party.)

Once upon a time there was a girl named Shell SuzyQ and she had two friends. Now these two friends were great fun and sweet girls but they were not as pretty as SuzyQ (or at least SuzyQ thought). One day they were all three in the bathroom at church looking in the mirror. SuzyQ used this opportunity to test out her theory by standing in between then and looking into the mirror asking, "Who do you think is the prettiest between the three of us? They both agreed, "You are SuzyQ!"  SuzyQ in her mind simply thought to herself.......I knew it.

The End

Moral of the story: Believe in yourself and your own beauty but keep your mouth shut about it or you will someday resemble a Weeble.

And to you my reader...

I see you....

And you ARE beautiful.