Think of the most beautiful woman you can imagine. Growing up, what I pictured was a woman with sparkling, almond-shaped blue eyes, with long, straight, jet black hair, who is tall, thin, yet voluptuous, with flawless olive skin. As a little girl, this is the woman that I thought I would grow up to be, even though my eyes are brown. It is the combination of individual characteristics, of what I considered perfection, among the …showed first 75 words of 1219 total…

…showed last 75 words of 1219 total…means has changed as I have matured. My cultural background, those from my parents and my country, along with my own individuality, has shaped my personal concept of beauty. The culmination of this, and my experiences, has brought me to the realization that beauty is everywhere, within each of us. No longer do I strive to become the voluptuous, black haired, blue eyed beauty that I once aspired to be, because I am beautiful too.