You aren't a pork chop

 Why You Shouldn’t Care About Looks

The obsession with appearances is the most insidious form of subjugation that women have ever faced. It is not the chains of patriarchy that bind us most tightly, but the corsets of conformity, the lipsticks of distraction, and the constant compulsion to please the male gaze. To care deeply about how you look is to relinquish power to forces that see you not as a human being, but as an object to be assessed, admired, or dismissed.

 And here’s the blunt truth: you are not a pork chop. You are not a slab of meat to be measured, weighed, and found wanting.

The cultural machinery that tells you otherwise is vast and relentless.

 From magazines that prescribe the perfect nose to social media filters that obliterate individuality, the world insists that a woman’s worth resides in the smoothness of her skin, the symmetry of her face, the slenderness of her body. But such standards are arbitrary and cruel, designed to keep you distracted from your real purpose: to live fully, think deeply, and act boldly.

To free yourself from this tyranny, you must understand that caring about looks is not a form of self-love but a form of self-loathing, meticulously packaged as empowerment.

 The next time you find yourself agonizing over a wrinkle or a blemish, ask yourself this: Who *profits* from my insecurity? Who benefits from my self-doubt?

 The answer, of course, is a billion-dollar beauty industry that thrives on your dissatisfaction, feeding it with every ad, every airbrushed image, every insidious whisper that you are not enough.

You are enough. You are more than enough. Your mind, your spirit, your capacity to love and to create—these are the things that make you extraordinary. No man’s approval, no mirror’s reflection, can ever capture the magnitude of your being. 

So refuse to play the game. Refuse to waste another moment worrying about how others perceive you.

As women, our power lies not in how we look but in how we live. To care less about your looks is not to abandon yourself but to reclaim yourself. And isn’t that the ultimate act of liberation?

Elizabeth Lucy Robillard and ai