Beautiful: Neo-grotesque.

When talking to a girl or a woman, or describing one, there is one term I would almost never use.
Beautiful.
A number of years ago I just might have. But in todays reality of unattainable physical perfection, I refuse to.

Why, you ask?

Well, I believe that the word has become insulting. Synonymous with demeaning. A symbol representative of destroyed lives, minds and bodies for the sake of attaining physical perfection.
Women out there starve themselves. Have flesh carved from bone, muscles and bones disfigured, foreign objects implanted. All for the search for an ''aesthetic perfection''. All for what mass media likes to now name ''Beautiful''.
In the process of becoming ''Beautiful'', many become empty shells, narcissistic and self-obsessed cattle with no hope of making an impact in life. It is not of course their fault, but nonetheless they begin losing valuable shreds of themselves which they will never again be able to ascertain.
It really is incredibly sad.
What I find truly beautiful is a rare thing these days. True beauty lies behind the flesh, behind the bone. It is an intangible thing, really. Someones personality, their identity, their sense of self really attracts me.

I find beauty in things people often don't consider beautiful. So what they may not be physically attractive. What exactly does that have to do with anything? 

Actually, expanding upon this, I was talking to one of my friends recently and the subject of my ex-girlfriends was brought up. He actually asked me why I ''dated ugly chicks''.
Rather then smashing his face in with my fist, I asked him why every single girl he had dated thus far whilst being considered ''attractive'' by general society, were false and facade-driven people who cared only for his money and looking pretty. He soon shut up. :)

And thats precisely why I will never call someone ''Beautiful'' . I see them as MORE then that.