Beauty is in the eye of the beholder

After working way longer than I had planned on New Years Eve I went home and guess what was on TV? A Twilight Zone marathon.
The episode was one of my fav's, I think it's called Beauty is in the Eye of the Beholder. That's the one where a woman, horribly disfigured, has surgery on her face but the operation didn't work. As the bandages come off the doctor dropped his scissors and the orderlies and nurses gasp in the shadows. The woman is a stunning blonde but an outcast nonetheless because by that societies standards she is ugly. Society has stated a norm and the norm in this situation is something that viewers would consider ugly- pig-faced people. All of them. Must have conformity.
She ends up leaving with a representative of a special society where she can be with people of her own kind, those who do not look pig-faced.
So why am I writing this? It made me think. How many times do we, as a society, judge people by their looks and place them into categories accordingly? As an overweight person I see this all the time and am guilty of the same thing dating back to when I was thin and young. I'd look at an overweight person and think, wow, that's gross. (ok, that was an oversimplification but you get my point).
A person I know recently lost a lot of weight and gained confidence. She's a beautiful person who goes out of her way to make others feel better about themselves and always has a compliment ready. Sadly she overheard some men comment about her rear end in a condescending way. Then a second incident happens and she overheard some men calling her ugly.
So what makes a person beautiful? Is it looks alone? Hair color, skin color, height, weight, age?
Well,...
Mary Meaux