Imperfections & Acceptability.

I JUST NEED TO RANT ABOUT THIS.

Who can define 'perfect'?

Is it blonde hair and blue eyes?
Or really thin and dark haired?
Ears pierced or left alone?
Height of fashion or wearing what makes you comfortable?

I don't think anybody can.
Yet unfortunately, I feel that we are growing up in a society where far too much is based on looks and how you present yourself - not what you're actually like.
I mean, that's preposterous! Actually liking themselves for who they are...

In terms of looks, I'm not perfect. Ha! I'm far, far, FAR from perfect.

My face is too round.
My eyes are the colour of mossy muddy stuff.
My hair has been nuked by dye, now residing at a half brown-half blonde hue.
I never brush my hair.
I'm not ridiculously skinny, but I'm still a little under what I should be.
I forget to cut my nails.
I can't do makeup.
I can't style my hair.
Wearing dresses doesn't feel right.
I'm not very fashionable.
I have an unhealthy obsession with skinny jeans.

I'm. Not. Perfect.

I'm also far from perfect in terms of 'me'.

I skip breakfast.
I can be a bit selfish - who isn't, sometimes?
My laugh us ridiculously loud.
I'm embarrassing to be with.
I'm a commitmentaphobe.

But I know that I try the best to be who I am, rather than the clone-like person society is hell-bent on presenting everyone as.
Rather than what is most accepted.

Because where's the fun in not being an individual?