It can be sobering, humbling, or just absolutely beautiful. The moment that is, that second you catch a glimpse of a beautiful woman. She can stand out in bright colors walking alongside the "greys and plains" or blend in until you see her face. Unmistakable and undeniably beautiful. And so stunning that it makes you question whether or not you are standing on the same ground as this woman. Whether or not you're awake.
The word "Beauty" itself is interchangeable for any defining feature visible or otherwise. The fact that we use it for inanimate pieces of art is a testament to how even when someone feels "ugly" you are most likely "beautiful" in that moment. It's perspective really, but every lesson has to be learned by you and only you. Stand back up, or go find something to be proud of, do whatever you need to do to see it in yourself because you are missing out. It's a beautiful view.
The choices we make will create or own personal heaven or hell, that's why you lead a good life, so you don't end up in hell and you put yours let there. Sure some things are completely out of our control, but how we overcome them can be the most striking and stunning moments. Hell can be your entire existence if you hate the person in the mirror. But that beautiful person is still standing in front of that mirror, and facing it. Love that moment, because it can only come back in a memory.
My memories of beautiful women are some of my favorite memories. Seconds of sheer comedy while people struggled to speak or even walk around this woman. So unique but chic everyone's eyes were hungry. I just had to tell her how beautiful she was. As I walked over to just tell her an old woman's cane fell over and the girl stopped, bent over and picked it up for the woman. Not only that, proceeded to walk her to her car. I slowed my walk and realized I didn't need to tell her anything. Someone who looks out for others knows they're beautiful and doesn't need reassuring. They want to make others feel beautiful too. I over heard their conversation when she walked the woman out that she works with the elderly on the weekends so it was "no problem," and she actually meant it. Just. Plain. Beautiful. Such a great moment.
It took three years for me to make someone feel beautiful recently. And it took me walking out her do for her to see it. I sadly knew this before I did but I couldn't tell her. I couldn't tell her how great of a person she would become when she was currently hurting at the present moment. I couldn't tell her how beautiful she still was while she was crying. I kissed her tears and walked so when she stood back up she would stand taller. Now she's a force to be reckoned with. I think she might get into modeling even.
So bat those lashes, sway when you walk, do what you think makes you look beautiful, because the view is great from here. ;) and love at first sight? I've seen stranger things happen, but nothing as beautiful. Nothing funnier than seeing a grown mans jaw drop when the girl bent over to pick up the old woman's cane. Nothing more fleeting than that second you locked eyes with someone breathing the same air as you and yet was not of this world. That beautiful girl right in front of you. Now tell her that she's beautiful and it might just make both of your days.
-Moody