There are two types of beautiful women, those that know they are beautiful and those that do not. The latter are equally beautiful, but somewhere they stopped believing they were beautiful. I like both for different reasons, but that’s another blog.
As an Engineer I have a fascination with enigma, and this is an enigma that needs the attention of Mr. Perfect.
I have a theory as to why they are different. It is all a matter of trust.
When little girls are still very little they adore and trust their dads, if their dads say they are beautiful then they believe it. If they never say it they assume they aren’t, those dads are the worst.
Sounds simple, but it’s not, most dads love their daughters and constantly tell them they are beautiful, far more than the results should bear out.
If a beautiful daughter hears her daddy tell someone else that they are beautiful, especially a girl that in the daughter’s eye is clearly not, then the daughter will start to doubt the dads sincerity. Then they will start to question their dads pronouncement that they are beautiful. Examining everything the dad likes and thinks of as beauty. Some dads honestly find beauty in the strangest places. Those are the best kind of dads, but the more accepting the dad, the quicker the beautiful daughter loses faith, no longer believing or trusting dads eye. It all comes down to trust.
That’s how they end up thinking they are not beautiful, and they never believe any men who tell them. Because we all know that that early relationship with dad hard codes into woman’s psyche all their future dealings with men.
When I tell a woman that they are beautiful and they say ‘no I’m not’ I say ‘tough! Cause beauty is in the eye of the beholder, and I behold you beautiful, you have no say in the matter so suck it up and say thanks!’
That usually brings a smile, but I still see the doubt. Mr Perfect sees it all.
©The Autobiography of Mr. Perfect, 2011, written entirely on my iPhone.