Am I pretty? When you look at me what do you see? Of course, you see the way my thighs rub together when I walk. You see the way my stomach jiggles, ever so slightly, even though I've managed to stuff it all into this "instantly slimming" slimming apparatus. You see how my butt is more so apart of my thighs and not because it's too small or nonexistent, but because my thighs are too big and too prominent. I am a young woman in today's society. A society that is overrun by the media telling us that a woman being a size six is fat and unacceptable. What happened to worshipping a woman who was a size eight with curves that all men fell victim too. What happened to the ads in the fifties asking, "Your friends won't take you to the beach this summer because you're too thin?" Who knew there was such a thing as being "too thin"? Little girls and young women are growing up in this world where nothing is "too thin". Where being eighteen years old, eighty three pounds, and a size double zero is not "too thin" but "not thin enough". Walking in a high school bathroom and hearing the skinny girls say "I'm so fat" and "Gosh, I'm such a whale." Well, sweetheart if you're a whale I guess I'm the Titanic. Or maybe a whole continent. I am not perfect. You are not perfect. Women are not perfect. So stop pushing this idea of perfect with your perfect models, with their perfect hair, and their perfect skin, and their perfect bodies. Maybe you should inform growing young women of your perfect editing, and the realism that they will never look like these models. That I will never look like those models. Am I pretty? Yes. I am not a size zero, nor will I ever be. I am not ninety pounds, nor will I ever be. I am not a super model. I never will be a supermodel, but I am an educated young woman. I am a talented young woman. I am a loving young woman. I am a woman that knows exactly what she wants and how to get it. I will never meet your standards society, but I have already met mine.