I met a very nice girl. I liked her, not only because of her beauty, but most of all I perceived her sensitivity and personality. Then we exchanged I our social contacts, as usual. Seeing her posts, one thing stole my attention. In her pictures she smiles without showing her smile completely, as if something made be ashamed of her smile.
When I met her again face to face, I started seeking what made her so shy and embarrassed. I saw that her teeth were not perfect, in terms of position. Well, in my point of view, this is not something to be ashamed of, or something to regret, but probably she perceived it as an aesthetic defect, difficult to ignore.
Who decides what is a perfect smile or what is not? Who declares what are the specifications of perfection and beauty?
Generally we desire something because of our models. A model is a complex architecture of desires and wishes, that comes from a totem we have elected as the incarnation of perfection. These characteristics are generally described by “mass society” preferences or, sometimes, they are created and driven by marketing interests. What I really hate in this world is a model creation that is too far from our reality. The reason is simple.
Happiness is the ability to reach or to work for a dream. Sometimes getting a goal is not the only happiness possible, but just striving for that gives us a state of bliss, because you are working for something real, possible, reachable, maybe achievable. A dream brings happiness when it is treated as a project, not like a throw of dice already done.
All the images, movies, advertisement model or tv spots show us what is beauty. The effect is the reaction of society when something goes out of its perfection specifications. And if we desire and admire these models, If we convince ourselves that our evaluation depends on those specifications and if our happiness is affected by other’s ability to put ourselves in comparison with unreal models, our life will be out of reality, like an oak that grows bent due to an impossible constant and strong wind.
She renounced smiling and showing her purest and most beautiful characteristic. Her happiness and her smile. The reason for this is her sensitivity to accept her sight in comparison with the perfection this world criteria likes to describe.
It’s like if the sun, admiring the success of the moon, renounced shining, desiring the moon’s light.
It’s foolish… and I hope everybody will follow the example of the sun, especially during the sunrise, its most beautiful and everlasting smile.