Nama: Mutia Adlina Rifani

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What ideal woman or man do you want to marry to? I wrote example of myself: my ideal
man I wanted to marry to (since I have married for 20 years I used past tense): tall, healthy,
strong, honest, care, genuine, humble, easy-going, humorous, good at singing, good at
playing music, creative, and smart.
The ideal man that I want to marry is the one who is taller than me. A clever individual, has
strong faith, firm, decent, can sing, can dance, patient, humble, humorous, and have an
adventurous spirit.

What is Beauty from my point of view?

beau·ti·ful
pleasing the senses or mind aesthetically.

Before I give my opinion about what beautiful means to me, I want to say a few things first.
Many people put labels on people. A lot of people rely on this meaning of beauty. Pleasing
the senses of humanity, but meanwhile, they are also fading the humanity. In my culture,
women need to be neat all the time. An ideal woman should be slim, have good black hair, a
bright skin tone, do good at cooking, can do makeup, be submissive and feminine. No
tomboy allowed. A little mess around the corner could make people judge you.

We taught beautiful is what the tv shows us. The stereotypical version of beauty is a tall girl
with a slim body, nice long hair, and nice long legs, with C cups breasts, and big ass. We
taught about beauty from what’s on most magazines and commercials, but apparently, none
of them truly shows us what beauty is. If beauty is a slim body, how with the people who had
struggled with their weight? What happened to the cute petite girl when we defined beauty is
tall?

People have different ideas on certain things like people had different points of view, beauty
is different for each people. For example, the girl who has freckles on her face doesn’t like
the freckles but her friends totally admire her and her freckles. But instead of embracing it,
she tries to cover it up.
I want to speak from my experience. I used to be called an elephant, that label sticks around
until I was in middle school. I see myself as a fat walking thing. I was corrupted by people’s
words that define beauty as a skinny body. But they don’t know, that they are wrong. And I
can tell you that because I was the tallest girl among my friend, bigger than any girl at my age
back then. And people mock me because I’m different, but little did they know your
difference does not define you’re not beautiful. They just have a different point of view. After
certain times I now understand that body appearance is not more important than the way you
behave. Your attitude is more powerful to define the beauty that lives inside.

Everyone is unique and everyone was not born the same. Because we were not meant to be
the same, we should not define true beauty just from the outside. We need to look inside their
heart, what those people look like are not define their true beauty.

You have to be confident in yourself to feel beautiful. Otherwise, if you don’t have
confidence, the thought that you are beautiful will fade away. It is your job as an individual to
fight the thought that tells you that you are not worth being called beautiful. You are worth it.
Every inch of you is worth being called beautiful. For me beauty is kind. Beautiful is what
life gives in our life. The good and the bad. For me beauty is patient, beauty is decent, beauty
is true.