Love Overrules Beauty (Or Butt-Ugliness)

Assalamualaikum.

Hello peeps.

Don't worry. This is not an ad for a beauty campaign with cheesy slogans like 'A miracle in a bottle. Pre-order yours now!'
No no. Like I said, don't worry.

We are here to discuss (well technically, I'm discussing with the many personas that exist in my head) the connection of love with physical beauty.
Ready? Here we go.

Beauty? What is beauty?
Can you define it?
Is it fixed?
What determines it?
How come something so ugly on one person looks so beautiful on another?
Is beauty a curse or a blessing?
Does beauty change?
Does a person change from beauty?

Love questions? Lets not start.

There are countless questions when it comes to discussing anything.

So, we've already established the questions. Now, for the inspiration (you know me).

See here,
Sometimes my family members ask me about how I think they look. Beautiful? Average? Butt-ugly?
And for as long as I can remember, I have always said "I don't know." And I don't mean it in a dismissing way. I really mean it. I just have no clue.

Why? Because I love my family and when you love someone, the beauty part just becomes a blur; insignificant. You can't judge them from how they look because somehow it's all muted.
You now judge their beauty from what others say.
See my point?

And surely to Allah, beauty is insignificant as well.
How great is that?

Let's not care what others say, and love each other like we should. ^_^

Love is blind, after all. 

Tweedle-dee, Tweedle-dum.
Assalamualaikum.