I want to share with you a thought that I thought about all day yesterday🤔I spend quite a lot of time in Instagram and more and more often I get tired of perfect faces identical cheekbones lips and noses honed by filters and procedures. once an "Instagram face"🎭 was a status symbol now it has become a template replicated until it loses its identity

the cult of ideality has devalued the very idea of the ideal. each "perfection" hides the same references and procedures. if beauty was harmony for the greeks a reflection of divine design for the renaissance and a dream of progress for the twentieth century today perfection has become a product of mass production...

The paradox is that striving for the ideal separates us from the living: unique features facial expressions skin texture🤷 perfection without accident turns into cold marble. maybe the next round of beauty is the ability not to touch what is already there. where imperfection is not a flaw but a form of freedom a genuine luxury that not many are able to afford

what do you think about this?share your opinion in the comments 🤗