Vintage Vogue

I love fashion. I like modeling for fun. but I hate fashion models.Girls who wear clothes that barely can be considered clothes,have long(fake) hair and weigh a buck-o-five. I look in the mirror in disgust and then try to remember what I am comparing myself to...a play boy model.
You look all over Utah and you see all these girls baking their skin until they look orange, starving themselves till they are the size of my "happy holiday" barbie that I got for christmas last year. Their blonde hair nearly falling out because of all the bleaching. When did being beautiful mean being sick. When did being beautiful mean looking like everyone else? When did beautiful go from looking like Marilyn Monroe and Audrey Hepburn to Britney Spears and Megan Fox?
To me being beautiful is being being caring of other people. Being someone that people can trust and someone that people can consider a best friend. Being true to who you are and not trying to be like everyone else. Uniqueness is beautiful. Love is beautiful. Classiness is beautiful. Glamour is beautiful. Being smart is beautiful. But one of the beautiful things of all is self confidence and selflessness. I am gonna work on being just those things!

What beauty looks like to me: