I have no words op except that my mother told me from my infancy that only pretty girls could wear pink. I was a mouse brown need as far as she was concerned who was quiet and, well, mousy. Nothing I have ever done has been good enough for her and I am 61 now. I think my epitaph will be "she tried to please her mother".
MNet has taught me that my mother is a classic narcissist and I can see now the harm she did to my self esteem. I can also see that more damage was not done because I am incredibly resilient. Looks and personality were everything to mother and as far as she was/is concerned I don't have any. She is also very damning about our lifestyle and runs it down constantly and regularly tells me she expected better and I shouldn't be working full-time and should be spending more time on myself.
My dd who is 23 suffers from depression and anxiety and I can't imagine the harm my mother would have done to her.
I think you allow yourself to believe your mother and therefore you self sabotage before anyone else can hurt you as much again.
I don't know what the answer is but I bet you aren't unattractive at all and you wouldn't have had so many relationships if you weren't pretty great inside and out. Somewhere along the line the hurts have been magnified and your comment abouten looking at your mother rather than you really resonates. My mother was a dancer and model and incredibly gorgeous. She has also been married three times and I know that people she knows that she has fallen out with know she is the problem too. I, on the other hand was not a party girl and am not obsessed with my appearance.
Deep down I have never felt pretty or great or a failure as a person. Just a failure as a daughter.
Now stack up my mother's criticisms and despite some snarky comments occasionally, I have also been told at various times that others find me beautiful and I've tried to focus on that rather than the snark. And how I wish I was a size 12! Disect her comments about our lifestyle and her issue is that I drive a sensible family car, and dress fairly modestly. We also like a fairly quiet social life that doesn't revolve around big parties or any flashdom unlike the people she likes to mix with. She just can't see beyond that and her fall back is criticism. It took me until I 50 and my dd said "God mum, how did you put up with her, she never stops and no I'm not staying at hers for a week in summer, she flattens me" to realise I had a mother problem rather than a me problem.
Hold your head high op, smile and stride on. If it helps to have a style session and have your colours done then do it but to me at 61 you have so.mich time ahead at 47. You can't change the past only the future and I hope you have a fab future. Go Well. Good Luck.
PS: Philip Larkin, "They fuck you up your mum and dad".