Loving One's Own Skeletal Structure

I came across a video of a European woman living in Korea, desperately trying through trial and error to become 'kawaii' by Asian standards.
Rounded makeup, gestures meant to project youthfulness. Yet, there was an incongruous sense of discomfort about her on screen that I couldn't shake. The true charm of a European woman shouldn't lie there. I felt a selfish sense of frustration, thinking that her dignified skeletal structure, her sharp and beautiful frame, and that poised form—showing those off proudly just as they are—is what would make her shine the brightest.
Thinking about that, I suddenly looked back on my own past.
When I was a child, I couldn't love my appearance because it didn't fit the 'kawaii' yardstick. Comparing myself to girls my age who had big, round eyes and adorable forms, I convinced myself that my appearance was inferior. Because for a child, beauty was only that kind of intuitive and easy-to-understand 'cuteness'.
But as I became an adult and was able to view my own features objectively, I realized it for the first time.
My face wasn't 'bad.' It wasn't a face that pushed itself forward with flashy, assertive features, but rather one that stood on the exquisite harmony of placement and bone structure—a pinnacle of 'balanced beauty,' so to speak. Back when I was young, I simply didn't have the 'eye' to notice that sophisticated beauty of subtraction.
It takes time for 'balanced beauty' to be properly appreciated.
With a very young sensibility, one tends to be captivated by the impact of 'points,' like big eyes or under-eye bags. To understand the beauty of the 'plane'—the structure of the skeleton and the harmony of the whole—one needs the 'refined eye' of an adult who has seen many things and matured their aesthetic sense.
When you age and strip away the decorative trends, what remains at the end is the beauty of the skeleton and placement that the person originally possesses. 'Kawaii' that depends on trends might have an expiration date, but the beauty of a sophisticated frame and balance does not get swept away by the times; it transforms into elegance with age.
A person's appearance is likely not something to be recklessly corrected into another genre.
Rather than trying to become someone else entirely through plastic surgery or excessive editing, 'fine-tuning to reduce noise in the material,' such as hair removal or grooming one's eyebrows, is what brings out the beauty that person originally possesses to the fullest.
Having discarded the yardstick of my childhood and understood the value of my own frame, I now feel proud of who I am. There is no need to force sweetness into the mix. Living while making this clean, sophisticated balance my ally is, for me, a 'beautiful way of life.'