Beauty is only skin deep, but the scars of an awkward adolescence never heal. I know firsthand because I rocked a spiral perm so hard in 6th grade that I had to wear a banana clip for three years to not be confused with Richard Simmons. Take my word for it, ladies. Beauty may be pain, but ugly is social suicide.
It's in the eye of the beholder. Or is it beeholder? Nah, it's gotta be beholder, because if it was beeholder, that totally wouldn't make sense. Ever get stung in the eye? There's nothing beautiful about that. The way you flail around and scream and eventually just fall to the ground and twitch. Funny, maybe. But beautiful? Nah. It's definitely beholder.