We have come to directly associate beauty with appearance over time, so that now no one would use the word to praise somebody's personality. Maybe that is the starting point, each of us this week need to use the word when talking about something non physical. We need to reclaim the word, something marvellous, amazing, outstanding. We need to close our eyes and see the beauty.
It is easy to think of clothing as mere covering, or the means by which we project our image to other people. But studies have shown that clothes really can change how we think and feel.
Flick through any magazine, TV station or website this Christmas and the messages are mostly about perfection. How to get the perfect skin, body, clothes, relationship... life. But underlying all of it is that your life isn't good enough, you're not good enough.
Perhaps it's time for men to be judged on the same terms as women. Perhaps it's about time that we should feel bad about our appearance because we aren't willing to spend hours every day in the gym conforming to the new expectations.
Regardless of if you're a proud parent taking pictures of your children or a professional photographer photographing news, weddings, portraits, landscapes and so on, all photographs uploaded to the internet will soon be in danger of getting stolen and used without your permission.
Thatcher's funeral v Olympic Opening Ceremony - which is the real Britain?
Model Cameron Russel just recently created a Ted talk, where what she explained was pretty predictable compared to the way
The impact of our adopting such an image-obsessed vocabulary has not been to force us into adopting healthier lifestyles either. Far from it, as rising obesity rates attest to. It has simply been to distort our image of what constitutes beauty and the value of it.
An Eating Disorder is similar to an abusive partner and likes nothing better than to tell you that you are not good enough. It gathers evidence in many ways including media images which promote impossible thinness.
It was the last thing I expected. It was Saturday morning. Early. I was sitting in my local Starbucks, drinking an Americano