the curse of beauty

at this age, i realize how fortunate I am not to have been born beautiful. when i was younger it would have been a case of sour grapes if I had said something like this. but no, while i am happy with who i am, it's been really to my benefit that beauty hasn't encased itself around me and made me something i wouldn't want to be.

beauty is a wonderful thing, but it is also such a horrible curse. it attracts the wrong kind of attention from even the best kinds of people, and there is so much potential for it to go wrong. it's also after a certain point perpetually declining...

a male model told me recently that men are better suited for modelling because beauty in men is seen as an asset to other great qualities, while in women it's seen as the only thing.

On the other hand, I know quite a few women of worth and standing who are beautiful, intelligent, and accomplished. Maybe they somehow avoided the pitfalls of beauty by being around the right kinds of people at the right time.