Beauty is pain

You know that pain that makes you clench your teeth, suck in a breath and puff out your chest all at the same time. The kind of pain where you really want to cry but you know that would be weak, so you don’t. It's the kind of pain you know that once it's over, it's going to be worth it in the end.

I watched a girl have her hair bleached this afternoon. She said she wanted to look good. She said she was ready for anything, as long as it would look good in the end.

I watched as the blue paste was applied. She had a smile on her face. Happy that she'd soon be looking good, glamourous and spectacular. Only a minute or two later she was walking around in circles, shaking her hands, doing everything she could to get herself through the pain. Her head, her scalp, was buring while she paced. Sill with a smile on her face. "It's okay, I'd rather have blisters than look bad," she said. I couldn't help but suck in a breath and look away myself, just watching her.

Once the paste was washed out, she definately did have blisters. Through the bleach blond roots of her hair, I could see her red, red scalp. I couldn't be sure, but it must have been bleeding. "It's okay, I told you to do it," she said to the hairdresser, who was apologising profusely.

The girl i watched endure so much pain was indeed happy with the result. "Beauty is pain," she said.

So for those of you out there who don't know what it takes to look beautiful - It takes a lot. It takes a cunning and adventurous personality as well as bravery. So remember... Beauty is pain.