Do you care a lot about what other people think of you? Do you have enough Fun? Do you love yourself enough and stand by yourself? If not: Please read on.

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Beauty is in the eye of the beholder?

Beauty is in the eye of the beholder. External beauty is superficial. Beauty has nothing to do with our appearance, it comes from the light in our heart. These sentences have been my credo throughout my life. I firmly believed that true beauty has nothing to do with hair or eye color. True beauty expresses what kind of person you are, what you believe in. True beauty is like an ethical compass.

In 2008, I finally got the chance to get that nonsense out of my head when I was hired as the new face for CoverGirl, the popular cosmetics brand! Ha, look! My noble cheekbones! I am a beauty queen! (At this point the spotlight comes on and I slowly turn mine Head right to left like a real supermodel. Of course, putting a few mini spotlights in each book was "too expensive" and "just not feasible." Sorry, dear reader, but you'll just have to use your imagination here.) The truth is, I still believe that inner beauty is more important than outer beauty, that a big heart, an open mind, and good humor are key. (However, the inner workings of most People anything but beautiful. Even beautiful people can have an ugly inside.

Away with perfection: Too much research does nothing

Speaking of introspection, when I first sat down to write, I stared at the blank page and made up my mind Strategyto help me get started. If I want to get a talk show guest to tell a good story, I just ask them a question. So I addressed myself for a change and came up with one of these typical ones Ask, which I usually ask my talk guests: "When did you fall in love with the country singer Tim McGraw?" But that didn't get me any further. I noticed right fastthat there is little Sinn had to ask me about things that only Tim's wife Faith Hill could provide information about. So I came up with a new question. "Why did you take the part in Precious - Life is precious?" But that only works if you are called Gabourey Sidibe.

It's very similar with beauty: You know those surgery shows where people have fat removed or pads sewn into their breasts? Beautiful is something else.) For me, beauty has a lot to do with whether you feel comfortable in your own skin. With whether you can accept yourself as you are and satisfied is with yourself. I am happy with myself. I don't live lies And I think that's why I became CoverGirl's first fifty-year-old, openly gay cover girl. That I'm fantastically blue Eyes I think it was more of a side issue.

Ideals of beauty and society: throw yours Spiegel away

Our Society but is incredibly fixated on the outside. I noticed that again recently when I was in one of these Spiegel peeped, magnifying the face five hundred times. You can find them in any well-stocked furniture store in the »Useful accessories that are guaranteed to put you in a bad mood« department. By the way, right next to the bathroom scales. I am for sure, you know such Spiegel from own experience. On the one hand, a completely normal one Spiegel, then you turn the thing so that the back swings forward, and tata: your face looks like a crater landscape on the moon.

Portia and I have one of those Spiegel with us in the shower. I usually don't look in there because the person who lathers me is always standing in front of it. But for some reason I did it once, and dear God in heaven, that's a horrible invention! Who came up with something like that and why isn't he in jail? These things should have a warning label. As with the returnspiegeln on the car. We also have it on it: "Objects are closer than it seems." You would have to do something similar on enlargementspiegel write: »Objects are more attractive than it seems.« These things show you things that you didn't even know you had - and that you can't even see without. I looked at my hairline and found that a flock of pigeons had built their nests in it. I was shocked. The only people who need to see certain things this big are surgeons who perform delicate operations and watchmakers. End, end, end! You will never appear in the eye of the beholder as you do in them Spiegeln appear unless you were married to a surgeon or watchmaker and your significant other came home in the evening and forgot to take off his forehead loupe. “Honey, I'm back home! Oh my god, your pores are huge! "

Perfectionism: Don't ride around on your flaws

I really don't know of a single good reason to look into stuff like this. They drag every flaw, no matter how tiny, to light. Who needs that? After all, that's what ours are for Mother. The (perhaps not quite so crisp) sticking point is: Nobody is perfect except for Penélope Cruz. It's our flaws that make us human. If we can accept them as part of us, they are no longer an issue. I feel the same way about this one Age. I've never lied about my age. I do not understand that. In fact, I don't understand how anyone can even attempt to tinker with their age when they are today Internet gives.

Today people can not only find out what year I was born. Now it's easy to also figure out the day, the maternity hospital, and the number of pushing contractions it took my mom to get out. I wouldn't be surprised if at some point a little film appeared on YouTube showing the doctor giving me the crucial slap on the bottom as a newborn. Well, maybe not, but the only reason is that YouTube didn't exist when I went to Welt came. Our age is something we don't check can. It's just a fact of life. I love getting older and wiser. And learn from my mistakes every day. For example, I'm glad I don't sniff glue like I did when I was twenty-four. And I'm happy that in a few years I'll only have to pay half the price if I want to go to the cinema or a museum. If I think about how often I go to the movies or to the museum, I save about thirty dollars a year.

Getting older is not for wimps

When we were kids, we wished we were older. At seven and a half we would throw tantrums if someone thought we were seven. Maybe there were even a few tears at that time. Can you imagine that in adults? "This is Marsha, she's forty-two." You always forget half the year! I'm almost forty-two and three-quarters!' I don't know exactly when the people stopto want to be older. Most people still seem to be enjoying their XNUMXs and XNUMXs. But that stops around forty. You're already »beyond good and evil«. I have no idea why that should be bad. »Beyond good and evil« surely means that the worst is behind you. That it can only get better. And I think that's wonderful.

Then, by the time they hit fifty or sixty, most people are quite silent about their age, but as they approach seventy or eighty, they're proud to tell you how old they are, because it's "a Performance"To have made it this far. No one turns a hundred and says they're only ninety-five. I don't quite understand why this one lie especially common among middle-aged people. We should celebrate every year that we have had that has made us happier and healthier. Because quite Honestly, it couldn't be any better.

Self love: Be who you are and be happy with yourself!

But what I actually want to say is: we are what we are. We look like this and that, we speak in our own way, we walk in a certain way. I have a pretty stilted walk because I'm a supermodel. But sometimes I run, just for fun. If we accept ourselves, the others also accept us. So be exactly what you really are. Enjoy it. For real. Embrace yourself. Accept who you are. Unless, of course, you're a serial killer.

I know it is lightto say that when you're me. Maybe you want to know what I'm doing right now? Well, I drive to work with the top down. That means the roof of my convertible is up. I'm wearing a beret - it helps me think and it makes me feel so French. For the same reason, I suck on a straw and put it to my mouth like a cigarette. Which in turn is probably the reason why a whole busload of tourists stares at me in bewilderment.

So believe me: being yourself is also okay when you are yourself. If you had called me fifteen years ago and told me that I was going to become "the face" of Cover Girl, I would have answered: "You are crazy!" And: "Where did you get this number from?" And now you see me. I am completely myself and am still a well-known, much sought-after supermodel all over the world. I've even been to Paris before.

Have fun: Take things easy, then life will be easier

Incidentally, it is very similar with writing books: people keep asking me where I get the time from and why at all. Well, it happened like this: Last June I was driving through a long tunnel and the cell phone signal was a little bad. I was on the phone with my agent and told him, "I'm at the lake right now and have a visitor." But what my agent heard was, "I've got a guy right now Idea for a book.” By the time we found out this was an hilarious misunderstanding, I'd already signed a pile of papers (who has time to read all that stuff?)—including a new book deal.

That had happened to me a few years ago. At that time I also had my agent on the phone - it was about the first wrinkles - and I said: "I think I'll try royal jelly or something." And he thought I said: "I want to be on the jury of American Idol. ”Well, I've got a new phone now. And since then I've also known that my agent's name is Marvin, not Blarvin.

However, I quickly realized that it is not so easy to write a book. Of course, it's not as difficult as working in the coal mine or teaching teenagers to drive. But it's still not easy. I really didn't think it was that difficult, after all I stand in front of the TV camera every day and talk for about an hour. I usually think of a lot. I've also written other books - two under my own name and several dozen under my stage name: Danielle Steel. Small joke.

But you see, if you take things more relaxed, just have fun, it will be easier for you to get along with them. Others also notice that you are happy with what you are doing. And that's the most important thing when it comes to loving yourself.