Till we have faces rant

I was listening to the book "Till We Have Faces" by CS LEWIS which I had read in my youth, but I although I can see how impressions were formed,  I do not remember,even key points, like the frequent mention of faces and eyes or how it is actually a great argument warning about trusting philosophies of men.

Most specifically,  I want to comment on a scene that impressed me which never had at all before. And older sister was looking on from a distance trying to find a sister who had been prepared to look like everyone else, in heavy make up, mask and identical clothing. The observing sister was upset by the garb and makeup and she found it nearly impossible to pick out her younger sister (whom with she had been well aquainted since birth) and above that to ascertain her feelings as they had been "masked". The actual words were to the effect of not being able to discern her emotion which was usually plainly observed on her face, but because of the mask it was hard to tell what she was even looking at. I instantly drew a parallel to what I have always felt about make up, it might make us fit in with the multitude, but not appear like ourselves or as beautiful as we might otherwise be.

The youngest daughter was so beautiful that it was believed that "the god(des)" was made jealous and required her life. I thought how it seems foolishness to us, but, there is so much truth it, too. What makes us all desire to look beautiful? Why would one even believe that to be beautiful would be a thing of worth to anyone, let alone a goddess? But, we all consider it sensible to wear large amounts of makeup. We all want to cover up anything that might cause us to stand out or gain attention. Infact we call such things as frekles or moles, or even general blotchiness or acne an imperfection cause who we naturally might be is unacceptable. I used to think something was wrong with me because I preferred the "before" photos when viewing a make over of any type. I also thought it a shame to wear make up or fix my hair because I did not want to change what naturally happened. Ok. Although we believe it is obvious foolishness to believe in human sacrifice to a goddess of a mountain, we wear large ammounts of makeup or costumes that are both inconvenient and uncomfortable to satisfy...well, who are we satisfying anyway? It is like there is a morality of appearance or something.
I used to think that I could not be very "righteous" because I was not beautiful. Finally, I decided that I wanted to radiate because things filled with the glory of God were bright (like how Moses's face shown when he saw God). I decided that if God could bear to look at me, that would be beautiful. Is that any less sensible? *shrug*