Tonight I had the experience of casting my eyes upon two of the most amazing young women I have ever seen.
The first was an anorexic in (I would guess) the last stages before involuntary hospitalization. She was painfully thin and profoundly grotesque, like a walking cadaver with every bone and every (wasted) muscle movement evident, even with her breathing. Her hair was thinned and brittle, and her teeth had mostly rotted away. While my brain was telling me it’s an illness and not to be condemned, my instinct was revolted by the sight, and like me, I could see others gasping in utter awe at the vision before us.
A few minutes later, a young woman of profound beauty got on the tram too. She sat directly opposite, so it was hard to ignore her and her absolutely stunningly beautiful boyfriend. His handsomeness was more commonplace and ‘conventional’ if you like…tall, dark and handsome with a firm jaw and designer clothes. Pretty normal stuff, and nothing really to write home about.
She on the other hand, had looks that I can only describe as breathtaking. Not blonde-bimbo pretty, not model-material at all really. Just a perfectly symmetrical face with a perfect nose, perfect chin and perfect teeth with the darkest of brown/black eyes I have ever been swallowed up in in my life. She had not a trace of make-up on, and she slouched on the seat in a pair of baggy trackie-dacks, a sweatshirt and a cap which bundled up her hair. And she looked absolutely perfect. (It’s really not fucking fair how some people get all the ‘good looking’ genes, whilst the rest of us have to make do with the scraps and leftovers all chucked into a mish-mash together. )
But anyway, it got me thinking about not only how lucky she was to be born so freakingly beautiful, but that she has managed to avoid a psych illness like anorexia nervosa in her life. The young lady I saw first might well have been beautiful too: she may have had a face and body to kill for once upon a time, but she wasn’t quite so fortunate in other realms of her being. Looking at her now, there was no way of knowing…and it just made me incredibly sad.
Life has a way of taking your breath away AND sucking dingo-dongers at the very same time it seems.
Not complaining, just passing on some mundane and pointless stuff I experienced tonight.