Self-improvement Diaries 1: The overrated feminine form

Note from the writer: Self-improvement Diaries (SIDs) are a series of very short essays meant for slow digestion.

In a shift from my usual discussions about national development, and occasionally swaying into true religion, today, I commence a series aptly titled Self-improvement Diaries. I hope to shine a bright light on relevant issues.

The Overrated Feminine Form

With its never-ending curves, the contours and ridges of the feminine form are the slipperiest road many men encounter. Its elegance in appearance and grace in movement contributes in sweeping off the most-hardened of hearts.

Some of our desirable species have used this enchanting endowment to exploit, while others have been equally exploited for what they possess.

Beauty is a gift that has to be accepted and cherished. Some have it in superabundance, and others, in modest proportions. But beauty within, far surpasses beauty without. And right here, all have a choice to improve.

You may not look like Grace from my short story, Gravellatina. Yes, she is a slender lady of proportionate height with perfectly-sculptured round face; underneath a modest layer of forehead, her eyes look bubbly and eager, and appear to invite attention while oozing an enamouring charm; her cheeks look rather florid, with a pointed nose that is not conspicuously elevated; her lips look virgin by all accounts, and they conceal milk-white teeth set in a beautiful array; she has a chin and a neck to match her symmetrical features; her fashioned lineaments have contrived to fix her with lust-inducing features, just the sort that attracts unnecessary attention to such a delightful young woman; and she has a circular and busty chest that completes this adorable bequest.

Perhaps you look similar to Grandma Martha from the same short story: perfect round face; beautiful arresting eyes that have a way of communicating disarming sweetness; lips that are luscious and of commensurate size, and which open to a well assembled row of flourished white teeth; and your whole look is accompanied by a half-open curtain of flowing ebony hair. Like this same lady, you may be gorgeous in appearance, astute in conversation, and of infinite enchantment and allurement, and glitter in every environment you adorn; and in approbation to your enrapturing beauty, most men usually confer the oblation of their admiration on you with at least three feasting looks.

Or even more, you are a curvy woman with sparkling cerulean eyes; long, shampooed jet-black silky hair; lovely inviting cheekbones with suggestive soft lips and an attractive nose. In fact, you may be the personification of an angel with striking healthy-looking skin, flawless without needing ocular photo editing.

Or, you are just a gawky, gormless girl drained of any grain of glamour!

In fact, whether you are mousy or perky, does not really matter. Do you have aromatic inner beauty? Forget about being ravishing, voluptuous, sultry, or having a form that makes the members of a man tingle with irresistible desire and assert an instantaneous exposure. Remember that beauty within far surpasses beauty without. And here, all have a chance to improve.

While the perimeters of fabled beauty (because that is what it is) may lie far outside your reach, developing inward beauty is within your grasp. You can take this fragrant path of self-improvement. From the Oxford Dictionary, self-improvement means, "The improvement of one’s knowledge, status, or character by one’s own efforts."

I have heard it said, if your outer beauty attracts me, it is your inner beauty that will keep me. And while society will always continue to prattle on about outward beauty; as most women continue to discover, that type without a corresponding inward beauty, is truly overrated.

So, go out and be a better you! It will make you more desirable. For as most men and women will agree: a rancid interior stains an exquisite exterior.

Aspire for true inner beauty.

All the best.