While preparing for Emilee's wedding I had to go to the store. There I tried on a piece of clothing. Let me tell you I did not like what I saw. Maybe I should explain.
Mirrors have not been a big part of my life. When I started having babies the mirror in our apartment only showed my face. A little rounder. We lived in Texas and let me tell you straight, straggly hair does not do well in high humidity. When we moved back to Arizona we still only had that bathroom mirror only a little wider. It was ok, my hair was a little more manageable.
Somewhere in time my mental image of myself is frozen. I'm ok, not too round, not too skinny, pretty ordinary. Mirrors change all that. Last year I took the bathroom mirror down to the glass shop and had them cut it down. I did not want to see myself when I stepped out of the shower. I feel much better with decorative fabric covering. Mirrors show me the sparkly hairs popping up all over. They remind me that I should pop in and take a look before I run out the door with mascara lines under my eyes, or lipstick on my teeth.
Mirrors can be useful, but let me tell you the discomfort I felt at the store made me want to run the other direction. I've always been a believer that if you felt good you are fine. I try to apply that to myself as well. Funny thing I don't think about how much someone weighs until they drop a lot of weight and then I only hope they are well.
Needless to say I did not purchase anything.
Thats why I dont try on. I just buy what looks cute. Im to busy to have a quick look in the mirror before I leave, just lucky to brush my hair!
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