The commercial, and historical, to be fair, view of beauty revolves around perfection: symmetry, smoothness, balance and in the case of humans, youth. We’re drawn to it, it seems genetic. We swoon at the beauty of Michelangelo’s David, the opening chords of Beethoven’s Fifth Symphony, the perfection of Einstein’s e=mc2 .
Beauty is found in imperfection as well, and I see it more as I grow older. I appreciate the beauty of what the Japanese call wabi-sabi: (via Wikipedia) “a world view centered on the acceptance of transience and imperfection. The aesthetic is sometimes described as one of beauty that is ‘imperfect, impermanent, and incomplete'”. It’s the wonderful gray in an old dog’s muzzle, the fading of antique fabrics, the small scuffs in a wedding ring.
The Roman philosopher Marcus Aurelius remarked on imperfection as beauty (and edible). He wrote in The Meditations, “When bread is baked, some parts are split at the surface, and these… have a certain fashion contrary to the purpose of the baker’s art, are beautiful… and in a peculiar way excite a desire for eating.”
These women who have had the “perfection” of youth rubbed away, are also lovely to me, in a non-traditional way. I want what’s in their eyes.
And this bold woman, sharing the beauty of her after-cancer body:
Here’s a whole Pinterest board encouraging us to “be the beautiful messes that we are.”
Stay fabulous and revel in your beautiful “flaws”, xo,
Here’s some cool summer pieces to browse:
Please be aware that links to vendors may be affiliate links. I do benefit from your purchases through the links on the blog. Header image via this site.