Being pretty on the inside rather than the surface level.

Beauty as defined by dictionary.com;

1. the quality present in a thing or person that gives intense pleasure or deep satisfaction to the mind, whether arising from sensory manifestations (as shape, color, sound, etc.), a meaningful design or pattern, or something else (as a personality in which high spiritual qualities are manifest).

2. a beautiful person, especially a woman.

3. a beautiful thing, as a work of art or a building.

Is beauty really in the eye of the beholder?

Beauty, as a universal concept, has no intrinsic and/or set meaning, definition or even value for that matter. Or if you like, it is a collectively undecidable notion, since its definition is inherently and purely observer-based. It also implies that "to each its own". In other words, each individual may interpret the idea of beauty (of people, objects, thoughts, etc.) according to his/her own biased, genetic, emotional, cultural, social and spiritual needs, proclivity and predilection. Having said that, most people feel they "intuitively" know and "understand" what is meant by beauty in their mind's eye. That is to say, when it comes to judging people’s physical good looks for instance, they can agree on a general consensus of what it is to be beautiful. And that's exactly where the politically-oriented and money-driven media plays its most self-righteous card - constantly bombarding us with retouched images and brainwashing us into accepting their artificially-enhanced symmetrical lines of human design as the universally preferred ones. I for example, much prefer the true lines, looks and feel of a REAL woman - one that has a bit of an asymmetry here and there, one where her natural and inner beauty and loveliness compliments her physical contours and makes you feel like you truly belong in her heart - than the one the media tries incessantly to shove down our throats. The world of high fashion, for instance, may think that those anorexic-looking, frozen-impression-plastered runway models that walk the hideous gate of “tortured legs” are the hottest things since the sliced bread – but we can (and often do) beg to differ with them, can’t we? :-)