Mirrors. Are they good or bad? They tell you if you’ve had too little sleep or too much to eat or if you have a big black smudge on your cheek.
I wonder what life would be like if we didn’t have them. We wouldn’t know if we were too fat or thin. We wouldn’t obsess over that freckle or thinning hair.
Everyone has mirrors, but I’m a bit suspicious that some are less than honest.
Last weekend I entered a large store in Columbus to look for a dress…no reason except I’m tired of looking like a drill sergeant in my navy issue pants. I took 14 frocks to the dressing room and prepared for the worst. (Dresses have become a rarity in my world.)
But Bingo. I looked Maarvalous. Where did that extra 10 pounds go? I was thin and svelte and at least two inches taller.
I have always subscribed to the philosophy that I am the perfect weight – for a six foot person. I’m just a little short.
I bought four of the frocks and rushed home to admire my new wardrobe. Yesterday, I slid into the most favorite and floated to my full length mirror for the big payoff.
WHAT IS THIS! ?>*&! Not only did I think I look like what I thought I looked like before I went to that store. But I looked worse – short and well…dumpy.
As my bubble burst, it dawned on me there is an insidious plot being perpetrated against women. Some stores have trick mirrors. You remember them. Didn’t you ever visit the house of mirrors at the Memphis zoo?
Stores have come to realize we will buy anything that makes us look thinner or taller.
I’ m just wondering what they do about the thin people who want to look beefier. Maybe that’s why they have their changing rooms locked. They look at us first and figure out which dressing room to send us into.
I’m pretty upset about this whole thing. We’re already lied to daily by politicians – we don’t need the mirror to lie to us too.