Let’s take a look at some of my best friends, shall we? People that I write about on this blog but you might not know… I think if you surround yourself with beauty (both inside and out), you yourself become a more beautiful person. It’s especially true when you hang out with people who are ugly on the inside - it can change you so quickly, and you don’t even realize it.
I digress. I like beautiful people :)
Exhibit A: Jimalyn
My best friend since conception, she and I were practically born to be best friends. And seriously, she oozes a confidence that I don’t know I’ll ever be able to acquire in my lifetime. She’s hot. However, being around her doesn’t make me insecure, rather she makes me feel better about myself, less incomplete and more certain about everything in the world. Because of her, I was introduced to the world of East Coast prep school boys, Riesling, underground clubs and goose liver. Truly the epitome of the word fabulous. (And see, like Erin says in the article, she does get us guys and into clubs for free! Always.)
Exhibit B: Leah
Leah is the type of person that makes you feel bad about your DNA because she’s so flawless… sometimes when we go to sushi with my mom, I freak out because I don’t understand how I can be best friends with someone so beautiful. And the weirdest part is, she knows it but she doesn’t flaunt it. You know those people who are born naturally beautiful and use people because of it? Not Leah. That’s probably because she’s actually beautiful on the inside, not a rotten apple at all. The other night she sat at my grandma’s house for over an hour, just to chat with my lonely Popo. And that is why she has been one of my best friends since age 10 and will stay that way until age 96. But, seriously, isn’t she gorgeous?
Exhibit C: Michelle
There’s a reason The Beatles wrote a song about her! Michelle has also been one of my best friends since our tiny days in church, and I’ve seen her go from my Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles playdate to an incredibly graceful young woman. Wow, I sound cliché. I can’t lie, I was once envious of her ability to attract men like they were moths to a particularly fiery flame. But now, I just sit back and giggle at how futile their efforts are :) She really is every guy’s dream: smart, talented, uber-feminine, and above all, a kind person. Oh I love my pretty friend Michelle.
(Okay not going to lie though, this blog post is making me feel like I need to work out slash get a haircut. Dare I go on?)
Exhibit D: Molly
Oh momo. My brilliant, artsy, Russian-speaking ethereal friend. I remember when I first heard about Molly, someone was carping about how perfect she was in 6th grade. Oh, and she is. But in a good way ;) Molly and I have been through so much together, it’s as if God put us on this earth to comfort each other through times of grandfatherly turmoil and relationship failure. Every year we are apart for months at a time, but kindred spirits don’t grow apart with distance, they grow closer. I miss you my lovely friend, come home from Russia soon!
Exhibit E: Cynthia
I swear, every time I’m with this girl she gets prettier. It drives me insane. Like at first, I thought she was pretty, but sometimes we’re out and about and I think, “Wow, Cyn’s gorgeous.” And the guys know it too.. I have gotten SO many requests to be set up with her. If I had a dime (best top of the line). Haha, and yes, she has the following three lyrics of the song too! Cynthia and I often tell each other we don’t know why we’re friends, but I do. Maybe she doesn’t, oh well, but I’m friends with her because it’s hard to find a truly good, pure person in the world nowadays. We don’t fake it around each other, and I enjoy watching her adventures with the cruder sex because I know she’ll end up with someone equally as good as she is.
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Okay, I could go on with my beautiful friends, but I’m running out of synonyms for beautiful, plus I could never write about all the pretty people I surround myself with. Don’t be offended if you read my blog and you weren’t one of these five - you should already know I think you’re wonderful.
Just to reiterate, though, beauty comes from the inside. Sure, my friends look awesome in pictures tacked up on my bulletin board, but the common thread running through all my friends is that they are good, kind people who have been there for me through the drama and the tears. I just hope I can be a beautiful person for them, too. Not to mention get us a few drinks ;)
