roseandheather wrote:That's really an excellent point. I doubt Honor would be a classical beauty, because if she was she really would have no reason to doubt her looks - but I definitely get the impression that she's still holding on to gangly, adolescent Ms. Midshipwoman Harrington. And you're right about how easy it is to downplay someone's looks - just look at Gwendoline Christie!
It's more of a psychological thing at this point. In On Basilisk Station, one of the reasons that Alistair McKeon reacted so strongly against her was the fact that she was so attractive.
On Basilisk Station wrote:McKeon's sense of personal injury grew perversely as he realized how little justice the photo in her personnel jacket had done her. Her triangular face had looked stern and forbidding, almost cold, in the file imagery, put the picture had lied. They hadn't captured the life and vitality, the sharp-edged attractiveness. No one would ever call Commander Harrington "pretty," he thought, but she had something far more important.
There's a lot more detail, but you get the idea. In the previous pages she had self-described herself as sort of severe and plain. She'd moved past the gangling midshipman idea of herself, but not by much. In fact, her old mentor in Honor of the Queen commented how she had grown into such a beautiful woman, and lamented that she hadn't yet realized it.
So, she really isn't gangling midshipman Honor Harrington anymore. It's all in her head, thanks in many parts to That Giant Bastard Young.