Women have always been conditioned to believe that they should be beautiful, and it begins in childhood with fairy tales of princesses.

We aren't supposed to have a certain type of body, skin colour or height because that's the rule of nature or at least genetics.

Because apparently the color of my skin just wasn't acceptable, and if I wanted to find a good husband in the future and be successful, I needed to take care of my skin and become fair.

Clearly the uncle hadn't anticipated such an answer. Nobody had ever questioned him nor his beliefs. But to have it presented before him in a room full of people might have really embarrassed him.

Beauty is a very clever, very evil capitalist tool. It traps those who have it into hanging on to it for dear life and those who don't into mutilating, torturing themselves to achieve the unachievable.