You're Beautiful, Inside and Out. Most of the Time.

With all of the people that I know, have known or are getting to know, I find myself grappling with the idea of beauty. I have always been taught, and believed (or wanted to believe) that everyone is beautiful. And I guess to an extent I do believe this, but it's sometimes hard to think of everyone being equal in terms of beauty. Dictionary.com's first definition for beauty is: the quality present in a thing or person that gives intense pleasure or deep satisfaction to the mind, whether arising from sensory manifestations (as shape, color, sound, etc.), a meaningful design or pattern, or something else (as a personality in which high spiritual qualities are manifest).
Well, great. That wasn't very helpful. You see, people can call you beautiful. They can say you're a good person, that you're attractive, that you are a valuable asset to the human race. 
But for most people, that isn't enough. Because there are those who never feel beautiful, those who go through life lacking proof. And there are those who have thinner legs, who have clearer skin, who have smoother hair, and who get more proof of their beauty. Because they fit the traditional image of beauty. But who makes that image? The media, and the celebrities who dictate who wears what, who buys what, and which people are judged as beautiful.
This is a skewed system. Everyone knows it. Little girls (and boys) grow up with these twisted messages. It's like Orwell's Animal Farm. "All people are beautiful, but some are more beautiful than others." 
This can border on hypocrisy. Children are raised to believe that everyone is beautiful, that no matter what you look like, you are good and perfect and attractive. And then it turns out that in fact this is not the case. The world is an unfair place, ideals, morals, and ideas of beauty are skewed, and the most perfect little girls and boys will turn to sometimes untoward methods in order to meet the accepted standards of beauty. 
The fact remains that while parents teach us beautiful, moral things, the world corrupts them. As soon as you are out of the house you learn that while the ideas are nice, they are not particularly realistic. And then the media sets in, and drastically changes your worldview. These rules learned in the cradle no longer apply.
And sure, you're beautiful, sweetie. You really are, and I love you. Don't change for anyone, okay? 
But sometimes you might want to change something about your appearance, because you meet someone who's just a little more beautiful. And someone might love them a little bit more.