Why be Pretty?
I’ve battled pretty my entire life. I spent decades trying to be the word. Years trying to dissect the word. Now, after raising two young girls all I want to do is dismiss the word completely. It has stolen years of my life, more money than I ever want to think about, and lots and lots of joy. And why?
I hope things are changing for little girls. I hope we can all be part of that change. I hope we can encourage them to be anything they want to be, except for pretty.
Why be pretty?
Why be pretty when you are going to spend most of the day standing on your head?
Handstands require strong muscles, good coaching, and lots of practice.
They don’t require pretty.
Why be pretty when it only has 6 letters?
A mind like yours can learn to spell words like magnificent and brilliant.
Those words aren’t just longer, but they better describe you too.
Why be pretty when there is dirt to dig your hands into and puddles practically begging to be jumped in?
The earth will stain your clothing and your skin, marking you like royalty.
You should wear it proudly, not prettily.
Why be pretty when boys don’t have to waste their time worrying about being pretty?
What do you think they do with the extra hours they have?
I bet whatever it is, it’s really fun. I think you should find out.
Pretty can’t ride bicycles.
Pretty can’t run foot races.
Pretty never won a single game of UNO.
When you are asked what you want to be when you grow up, there are words that can encompass the entire world. Words like artist and scientist. There are words that can help people and words that can teach people. Pretty can’t be your future, so why be pretty?
Why be pretty when you are already something so much bigger and brighter?
Why be pretty when world needs you to be so much more?
Why be pretty when you could be you?