Why do we care what something looks like? Why are some things beautiful? Why is it that fashion doesn’t really determine beauty? How is beauty a virtue?
Is it because God created beauty and we are image bearers?
Is it because there are more dimensions to experiences in heaven and the future world? Because, we don’t fully experience the universe here in all it’s perfection and depth? Do the things we call beautiful happen to contain part of that true order that’s a glimpse of the true reality we’ll experience one day? Are they shadows of real beauty?