Had to reblog this post from The Cheyenne Hour. I say this all the time. Early on with dating Mr. C I told him that I would rather he say that my mind is beautiful or my spirit. My looks are only a small piece that make up the entire T. I’m a handful and if you only focus on the outside you won’t know how wonderfully made that I am.
Hello Everyone! I’m back again with another post. I now want to talk about another topic that really grinds my gears. As a woman, I understand what it feels like to live in a world created to perpetuate beauty standards in which women are forced to take on the responsibility of upholding. This being said, we also run into other situations that add fuel to the fire. An example of this would be when men constantly call us beautiful. Now, you may ask, “Cheyenne, what’s wrong with being called beautiful?” And I would simply reply, “Not a damn thing… well, in small doses.” Being called beautiful isn’t really a problem every once in a while, but when men make this a constant and only comment, we’re left to wonder if it is really a compliment.
From online dating to the club to everywhere in between I’ve have been complimented on…
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