Anyone who knows me knows that I CAN'T STAND reality TV! Survivor, Fear Factor, The Bachelor/Bachelorette... it's ALL bogus! The more popular they get, the more fake they get. I think the only real Bachelorette candidate was that Zora (Zara...whatever her name was....). The on these shows are HARDLY All-American and are typically quite egotistical and backstabbing. They are basically spin-off's of Jerry Springer and Jenny Jones. Then again, the older I get, the more I see the term of "All-American" change as I watch those around me; the boy and girls next door are things of the past.
So, when I saw a commercial for yet ANOTHER reality show, I first groaned... until I found out the real premise behind it! Sure, ALL of the "beauties" on there were artificial - heck, with enough make up, plastic surgery and hours at the gym because you HAVE the time can make anyone a beauty. BUT.... what these judges were looking for was REAL beauty... what is inside of you. Are you a back stabbing, bitter, jealous, hateful person quick to snap and judge (like SO many I have come across in Richmond and was blind enough at one point to call friends), or, do you let things go and are you a better person because of it? (Mantra: Open Mind, Open Heart)
I actually tuned in to watch the first episode. I was HOPING they would have some "real people" on there; they didn't. I guess it would be too easy. So, you had what many would define "a bombshell" or someone with a "rockin' body", but then proceeded to put things quickly in perspective. In this episode, their faces and bodies were measured by 'statistical numbers'. I don't remember their names, of course (I'm always terrible with names, but I usually get the first initial right! - lol), but the black guy pretty much nailed it when he said you really can't measure beauty with numbers (they also showed a deep, heartfelt side to him... I'm curious now).
In the end, it boiled down to VERY simple things. Did any of the contestants look at the folders of the others details and ratings by the doctor who evaluated them (they were all laying out in plain sight), what kind of things did they say about others publicly and in private, what kind of attitudes they had and, at the very end (a NO brainer), did they offer to open the door for and help a guy with full hands? I could tell right off the bat a couple that would be on the wire, they reminded me so much of people I once knew.
I'm interested to see the final outcome, and may be surprised at my first impressions. As I've gotten older, I've learned that it's not really what is on the outside that matters as much as what is on the inside and your TRUE character. I spent a lot of my youth getting pictures taken, portfolio shots, pageants and the like. It wasn't until a car accident, giving me a few facial scars and breaking my back that I slowly understood what REALLY mattered. Things can be taken away from you in an INSTANT! Over time, you change, your body changes, your life changes and most importantly, your heart changes. I can be comfortable with who I am or let the opinions of others shame me into being ashamed of what I look like, and become a 'coke head' or spend hours at the gym (wouldn't that amount of free time be GREAT!) like many of these opinionated, fake, entities that flit around me. Either your heart grows until it bursts with compassion and empathy for others and become more concerned about your INNER beauty, or, you can "pretend" to be someone you aren't and let your true colors show.... your true 'beauty'.
So, when I saw a commercial for yet ANOTHER reality show, I first groaned... until I found out the real premise behind it! Sure, ALL of the "beauties" on there were artificial - heck, with enough make up, plastic surgery and hours at the gym because you HAVE the time can make anyone a beauty. BUT.... what these judges were looking for was REAL beauty... what is inside of you. Are you a back stabbing, bitter, jealous, hateful person quick to snap and judge (like SO many I have come across in Richmond and was blind enough at one point to call friends), or, do you let things go and are you a better person because of it? (Mantra: Open Mind, Open Heart)
I actually tuned in to watch the first episode. I was HOPING they would have some "real people" on there; they didn't. I guess it would be too easy. So, you had what many would define "a bombshell" or someone with a "rockin' body", but then proceeded to put things quickly in perspective. In this episode, their faces and bodies were measured by 'statistical numbers'. I don't remember their names, of course (I'm always terrible with names, but I usually get the first initial right! - lol), but the black guy pretty much nailed it when he said you really can't measure beauty with numbers (they also showed a deep, heartfelt side to him... I'm curious now).
In the end, it boiled down to VERY simple things. Did any of the contestants look at the folders of the others details and ratings by the doctor who evaluated them (they were all laying out in plain sight), what kind of things did they say about others publicly and in private, what kind of attitudes they had and, at the very end (a NO brainer), did they offer to open the door for and help a guy with full hands? I could tell right off the bat a couple that would be on the wire, they reminded me so much of people I once knew.
I'm interested to see the final outcome, and may be surprised at my first impressions. As I've gotten older, I've learned that it's not really what is on the outside that matters as much as what is on the inside and your TRUE character. I spent a lot of my youth getting pictures taken, portfolio shots, pageants and the like. It wasn't until a car accident, giving me a few facial scars and breaking my back that I slowly understood what REALLY mattered. Things can be taken away from you in an INSTANT! Over time, you change, your body changes, your life changes and most importantly, your heart changes. I can be comfortable with who I am or let the opinions of others shame me into being ashamed of what I look like, and become a 'coke head' or spend hours at the gym (wouldn't that amount of free time be GREAT!) like many of these opinionated, fake, entities that flit around me. Either your heart grows until it bursts with compassion and empathy for others and become more concerned about your INNER beauty, or, you can "pretend" to be someone you aren't and let your true colors show.... your true 'beauty'.
What is "real" beauty?
I came across this picture on a blog today. It reminded me not only of the show, but of a comment I heard a while back, "the chick with the rockin' body and the ugly face". So many things go through your mind when you listen to what others say or read what they write, either obvious or not so much so. Many would look at this picture and think "My god! Why don't they look like that all the time? They're HOT!" Then others, such as myself, look at it and think "Hell! Good for them, they are comfortable enough to be THEMSELVES!". Sure, I look great when I dress up and put make-up on, but I am just as comfortable being ME without that. I don't care if I go out in sweats and no make up to go shopping or run errands. The only beauty I'm really concerned with now-a-days is my inner beauty.... and the men I "see" (who, by the way, are HOT for those who keep count ;) ) see that in me first and foremost (ok, maybe it's the big boobs :D, but the mental stimulation and my heart keep them coming back, as I'm frequently reminded). Some of them have seen me as what I - and many others - would consider "my worst"; flannel PJ or sweat pants, sweatshirt, hair in a ponytail, no make up and glasses on. Heck, one even stopped by when I was sick! But, it hasn't scared them away yet... that or they're a better con-artist than my last fiancée (am I not right, Sandy? - ha,ha).
So, here's to the REAL beauties out there! The Dove "beauties", the size 10 and over gals, the women with hearts of gold, the woman who goes out in public in her sweats and doesn't care what she looks like, the mom's who work their asses off all day with the kids (sometimes screaming and fighting), people with medical issues that keep them from being a Size 2 or 0 (and what's up with the "0" anyway... as if 2 isn't small enough? When I was smaller than a 2 -YES REALLY - I wore CHILDREN'S clothes because they didn't come any smaller... and I was in high school! CHILDREN"S CLOTHING... THAT should be the statement!), and those who know being the center of attention isn't as important as being true to yourself and those around you.... salute!
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