You don’t owe prettiness to anyone. Not to your boyfriend<br>spouse<br>partner, not to your co-workers, especially not to random men on the street. You don’t owe it to your mother, you don’t owe it to your children, you don’t owe it to civilization in general. Prettiness is not a rent you pay for occupying a space marked ‘female’.
Your proudest moment is to watch your egg not just function, but to achieve on her own.