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If Looks Could Kill...

It really irritates me when people (my family) tells me that I'd look good a certain way, like if I have my facial hair a certain way (my razor is broken and I haven't shaved in three days...). I'm not looking for people to tell me how I should look, it's really none of their business. I take care of myself and try to look respectable and comfortable at all times--I think I succeed well at this. I'm not trying to impress anyone, so I don't know why they're suggesting I try something new.

In a way, I guess it irritates me so much because I know I might listen to them. I don't want to be sub-consciously influenced because someone said I'd look good a certain way. I want to look how I'm comfortable looking. I haven't found my look, but I don't need anyone else telling me what it is either. A guy's gotta make mistakes, right?

It's only my outside they're looking at anyway. I wish they'd be more concerned with what's in my heart. That's one reason why it hurts me so much when I see people judging others by the way they look. What does it matter, in the grand scheme of things? When you really get to know someone, you look past what's on the outside anyway. I'd much rather see what someone's heart is like than dwell on their outward appearance.

You could be the most attractive woman I've ever seen, but that isn't going to mean one bit if you don't have a personality that's equally attractive. I couldn't date someone just for the way they look. Maybe that's why I don't really care how I look--I don't want women to want to get to know me just because of the way I look. That's just the wrong reason and it's not what life is all about.