But suppose my eyes aren't blue enough? Blue enough for

But suppose my eyes aren't blue enough? Blue enough for what? Blue enough for…I don't know. Blue enough for something. Blue enough…for you!

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Toni Morrison's novel "The Bluest Eye" explores deep themes of beauty, identity, and societal standards through the life of a young African American girl named Pecola Breedlove. She longs for blue eyes, believing they will bring her acceptance and love in a world that values whiteness and Eurocentric beauty. Pecola’s desire reflects her struggles with self-worth and the painful impact of systemic racism on her perception of beauty.

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