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Just a Thought...

Okay, I know my mind is a dark and twisty place, but I think some things beg further analysis. With that said, here's what I want to know...

Why are there no love songs about ugly people?

This thought came to me several years ago while listening to Monica's Angel of Mine. The line was, "Boy I love you 'cause you are so fine, Angel of Mine." What does being fine have to do with being lovable? If you're not fine, are you then regulated to a loveless existence? And what, pray tell, constitutes "fine?"

Maybe there's a conspiracy going on between the music industry and the fitness and beauty industry. If it were possible for unfortunate looking people to be adored, would they stop pursuing the perfect look? Would gyms go out of business because all of the people who would normally be working out would start spending more time gazing into their lovers' eyes? If Nappy is the Texture of My True Love's Hair was at the top of the charts, would sisters stop using relaxers?

Of course, beauty is in the eye of the beholder. No matter how rugged a person looks to me, they have the potential to be the apple of someone's eye. Heck, I've loved plenty of guys that my friends thought looked like the bottom of their shoes. However, to me, they were absolutely gorgeous.

At the end of the day, there are no ugly people in love because love makes everyone beautiful. Which makes the line, What the world needs now is love, sweet love, make perfect sense.

Comments

Anonymous said…
Well yeah, I think that when you love someone you think they are attractive. I mean, can you really imagine a song "I love you even though you're ugly?"

I sort of could, if it's talking about something other than aesthetics. Like the Ani DiFranco line, "I mean everything I love is ugly, really you would be amazed."

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