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Why do we always expect or assume , girls or women to look in a certain way to be romanticized ? 🌻

In fairy tales , love novels , story books , etc. we always read girls to be portrayed as women with long hair , long gowns, some kinda princessy vibes , and I am really not gonna start on the part where there is this really great urge of rescuing them from the society as if they are not able to do that themselves . 
And how can we forget this Indian novels or movies , where the whole idea of women wearing saree , with a bindi , pair of jhumkas and mogra in their hair is summoned as an eternal beauty or something . 
I am a girl who does not only like styling according to particular occasions , but also according to her moods . I like wearing western and eastern both , undoubtedly . But I really don't understand what the hell is #sareeteinari ... what if I wanna be ... like #jeanseinari or #bikiniteinari ( Ok , I don't know if that sounded funny or something , but if it did , then it's just because no body ever have post a picture wearing bikini and captioning it #bikiniteinari ) ....... It's not that I am against anything nor that I am really bothered by any of these .. except the unsaid hypocrisy working between us every second of our life . 
Yesterday , I heard someone saying that ... at his first night he wants his bride to wear a red saree , golden jhumkas , hair loosening and sliding near the ears and ... ... ... , and it's his choice and I totally respect that . But still somewhere I feel ... there is certain kind of unsaid pressure been continuously created regarding how women need to carry themselves to be romanticized . 
I am a girl , who do occasional makeups ... who don't always like to flaunt her hair or something ...  even sometimes I just don't feel to disentangle my hair ... Just roam around wearing shorts ... Or whatever I feel like ... Try weird experiments with my looks... And which sometime works and sometime fails ... I like to post both filter and unfiltered faces in my stories ... Both sarees and bikinis in my stories ... Both super sad and extremely happy posts ... Both dirty memes and important messages through my facebook account ................. And still I wanna be LOVED and infact sometimes desperately loved ... But yeah for that if I have to put together myself to be a person who I don't wanna be during that particular time or ever ... Or a person who I am not ... Then come on ... It's actually sad ......... 
But as we all know ... how much desperate we become for receiving love from someone ... just don't ever get ready to change the whole you for anyone ... And if in any case you really wanna get totally changed for someone ....... Just be conscious enough to realize that it is only and only your decision  ....  Because dude ... Let's face it ... The one and only constant we have in our life is OURSELVES ... So Love Yourself ... Because YOU ARE IMPORTANT .......... 😊☺❤🌻🌹

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