How Pretty Am I Scientifically Novels & Stories

Then she took me to the beauty salon and scolded me nonstop. “You should pay attention to your appearance, Eve. You look like a homeless person. And exercise daily. There are many zero size girls against you in the race to win Zuriel’s affection.” Well, she was right. No one could deny the element of the physical attraction between husband-wife. Honestly speaking, Zuriel was the hottest man alive on the Earth, there was no second opinion about his deadly charm. But what about me and my medium-sized average figure? Obviously, I needed extra painting in this department.

Michael prompts, my shoulders drooping. I can't stomach another insult. "And she's not nearly as pretty as they say she is." I glance at Elizabeth, a woman I swear I've seen somewhere before, and I understand why she doesn't consider me pretty. When she looks in the mirror every morning, she sees healthy, glowing skin. She sees bright eyes, flushed cheeks, and coloured lips. Healthy, alluring curves shape her body in places I didn't know a woman could store fat, and her hair, an ocean of wavy, golden locks, swirls around her breasts and bounces with life. Compared to her, I must look sick.

Mesilla claps her hands twice “Lady Sigmond needs to be ready within the hour!” Turn out, I was wrong. That was the fastest hour of my life. ... I’ve never considered myself ugly, except maybe when I was 13. Acne was a nightmare. I was okay looking in my teens, but really, I glowed up at the very end. Now at 20, I know I’m pretty good looking from an objective stand point. Defined features, wide almond eyes and lips on the fuller side. But dear God, if I had the potential to look like this—

, her mother-in law shoved her away. Sarah Liam had PCOS, short for Polycystic Ovaries Syndrome, a hormonal disorder which led to her being obese, acne prone and with more than normal hair on her face and chest. To make matters worse for the immensely talented and creative copywriter, she was short in height and had a prominent mole on her chin. In brief, she was not what most people would label as “ pretty”.

Madison asked softly. "In either way, he will not be too ugly. Don't worry." Jason said with a smile. "What if it's an ugly monster? Haven't you heard of an old saying that depress always comes after the prosperity? I'm so beautiful. Maybe he will be ugly," Madison said with a smile. "I found that your ability and IQ didn't increase after you were pregnant. The only difference is that your appetite has increased and your skin is getting thicker," Jason said with a smile. "I'm just worried. Besides, I'm not beautiful, right?" Madison said coquettishly.

There was no way in hell a guy who looked like that would be interested in dating her. She was pretty enough, she supposed. All of her friends always told her she had the prettiest blue eyes. Her skin had always been clear, and her hair was sort of glossy and framed her face. The dark color contrasted nicely with her lighter skin tone. She didn’t exercise much, but she also tried to eat healthy most of the time. She wasn’t tiny, but she definitely wasn’t overweight. She was honestly just pretty average, she supposed. Her dad said she was beautiful and looked “just like her mom.”

But every time I think of giving up, a part of me refuses. Sometimes I wonder why he wants me. Is it my form? I was clear about my appearance. I actually have a pretty face, a very pretty face, and my eyes are the prettiest. It's not something I'm proud of. But then again, if I had my facial features as an extra point, my body would be deficient.

When the doors close they all burst out laughing. "That was amazing," Jia says as she laughs, and Zuri throws her arms around me. "I can't believe you said we are prettier than her," Krystal gasps as she holds her side, and I shrug which makes Zuri drop her arms. "I spoke the truth. I have researched the different planets' beauty standards to try and guess which male might choose me," I say and they all look at me with expressions of shock. "That's brilliant. Why didn't I think of that," Fiadh whispers, and Krystal nods.

Suddenly, Darwin thought of what she said earlier during the day. "I am beautiful, in good shape, and have a good personality. Isn't it abnormal to attract people?" she had said.

She felt her self-confidence touching the bottom of the underworld. Am I that ugly? Serena pondered to herself. Shanice had outrightly rejected the notion that Henry could also mean his compliment. That maybe, he wasn't lying. After all, beauty is subjective. But Shanice's confidence that he was only lying and that no one could ever see Serena as pretty had crushed her confidence to powder. The girl knew her friend's intentions were good but she couldn't help but feel hurt by her words. The fact that she didn't deserve to be called pretty had cut her deep. She didn't feel like Henry was manipulating her and she had enjoyed his compliments. The thought of him manipulating her had not even cro