brown eyes appreciation post

I have brown eyes. I consider them black because they’re so dark. I often joke that my eyes are black, much like my soul. And it is a little sardonic.

55% of the world’s population shares the “same” eye colour. That’s roughly 4 billion people. That’s a lot of people. Throughout since I can remember, brown eyes have always been given the boring, tossed aside treatment. Everyone has hated their brown eyes. As much as I hate the series, Bella Swan from Twilight was never happy with her “boring brown eyes” until she became a vampire because then she struck jackpot with golden eyes.

Everywhere around us, brown eyes have been shown the door and told that because it’s so common, brown eyes aren’t anything special.

I’ve come to love my brown eyes. It took a lot of time though. When I was younger, I would look into the mirror and see these intensely dark eyes framed by dark long lashes. And I would whine to my mum and ask for green coloured contacts because what better combination then an a young girl with Indian heritage and therefore fair, olive skin having dark long lashes to frame expressive green eyes? But of course, the world is cruel and I was told I couldn’t wear contacts because I had astigmatism. And therefore, not only was I stuck to wearing glasses, but I also had to come to terms with the fact that my eye colour would remain “black” for the duration of my life.

And I did resent it. A lot. I consider myself blessed to have rounded eyes and long curled lashes. But I thought it was a curse that I was stuck with these ugly dark brown eyes that looked so emotionless and boring all the time.
Until of course, I saw my true eye colour. While playing around with lighting, I took a selfie with natural lighting flowing through my room. And I was pleasantly surprised to see my eyes were not black or shit brown like I enjoyed referring to them in my typically cynical way. They were in fact black pupils surrounded by a combination of hazelnut, freshly brewed coffee and golden flecks, with a ring of grey around the iris.
My reaction? Gurl hot damn your eyes are freaking gorgeous.
As cliched as it does sound, I think that’s when I truly started appreciating brown eyes. Because I realised the hidden mysticism and beauty behind brown eyes. Our eyes tell stories, hide treasures and are so expressive.
Our eyes transform from looking like freshly brewed single origin Ecuadorean coffee at 10am to pools of amber whiskey sitting in a crystal tumbler at 4pm. Our eyes are the colour of home, warmth comfort and safety. Of Autumn and Winter, happiness and love shared between others. Our eyes are molten pools of caramel, honey, chocolate and copper. Our eyes are the colour of the night – mysterious and captivating. Most of all, brown eyes are beautiful.
So here’s to romantising brown eyes. Here’s to celebrating the beauty of an eye colour that isn’t encompassed by one colour. Because, if I’m being honest, there is nothing more attractive then staring into a pair of gorgeous brown eyes and getting lost in the depths of gold and copper, green and grey that hide within the shell of brown.
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Yes I am playing around with one of my favourite snapchat filters, but my eye colour never changed in between a normal selfie and this photo. Brown eyes are just as magical, mystical and ethereal as blue eyes or green eyes or grey eyes. Our magic is veiled however. Waiting to be discovered.
Brown eyes deserve every bit of romanticism. Because they are just as beautiful.
xx Simran

5 comments

  1. Throughmylens · April 26, 2016

    You have gorgeous brown eyes Simran! 😘

  2. Ariana · April 27, 2016

    I have brown eyes. I have to admit they are gorgeous, and so are yours; we can both be proud of our eyes!

    • __simran_ · April 27, 2016

      thank you!! brown eyes are so gorgeous. they deserve all the romanticism they can get (:

      • Ariana · April 27, 2016

        Yes!

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