In middle school I was voted Most Handsome in the Yearbook. This was a surprise to me, and still is to this day. Handsome to me was Luke Perry, and the cast of 90210. Handsome was not me.
I discovered that I spent more time focusing on all the things that were "wrong" with me:
I had no interest in sports.
Unlike Katy Perry, I kissed a girl and I hated it.
I was in love....with Miss Saigon.
I wasn't paying attention to what others thought of me, until I realized that others thought of me. Yet, I paid close attention the negative thoughts inside.
I still don't always see it, but I trust that each day I can "Act as If." Besides, Beauty is subjective, so why not objectify yourself?