Are you looking for the perfect one?

Why is our concept of beauty so distorted?

So many are complaining that they are not getting any younger yet they are still very much single. I wonder.

What is our concept of beauty? What is our standards?

Why can't we settle for the guy with a beer belly, or the guy who farts, or the guy who has two left feet, or the guy with pimples all over his face, or the guy who is an inch shorter? And why can't men settle for the girls who are fat, or who is not long-legged, or is not sexy, or who isn't really flawless?

I wonder, if people didn't have too much expectations, if only they set their standards within the levels of reality, then this world would be a much easier and better place to live in. There would be happier people. There would be warmer nights, then snogging and cuddling will come in very handy.

Admit it or not, we are all modelizers (people who drool over models.) We fall prey to the models along ads in EDSA. We dream and hope to catch one of the perfect breed. We want our future man to be at least 5 feet 11 inches tall, handsome, with fair skin. And the men, they would fall in love only with the girls who are at least 5 feet 5 inches tall, with long legs, great boobs, and fair complexion. See, I told you. We are all way outside our league.

I'm not saying we should lower down our standards and go hook up with the boy or girl sitting next to you. I'm just saying we should at least get real, accept flaws, give chance, and don't just look on the physique. After all, everything is not about beauty.

We don't have to realize it the hard way.