By Crystal Joens
…who’s the most feminine of all. Unfortunately, mirrors can’t lie or compliment or re-touch. For years, I have said, that if weren’t for scales and mirrors, I would still believe I am in my late 20’s. It is as much, or more, about how you feel, than how old you are. So, while the mirror is occasionally my friend, I prefer the time machine of mirror-less existence. Except!
Every one of us who dress ends up using the mirror. Why? Seems obvious, yet I am not entirely sure of the nuances of mirroring and wonder what you think. Could it be that many of us dress alone, in secrecy, and the mirror is our only visual feedback on the image or illusion we want to create, other than a photo? Maybe it helps us get better at style, hair or makeup. It is a way of failing forward. Mirror check – adjust – mirror check – adjust. Some of us, again alone without support, have cleverly used the mirror with our camera phones to show both sides at once. Who else will tell us our skirts are stuck in our pantyhose or that our hair is a mess in the back? If we are honest with ourselves, a challenging task at times, the mirror gives us the only truly unbiased view or ourselves. It just reflects us and leaves any judgement to us. Some would say the mirror never lies, I would posit that it also never compliments us enough.
How many of us would use one our best makeover photographs, put it on a large canvas and hang it on the wall in our home? Probably, quite a few of us, if we could. Since that is seldom feasible, a portrait size mirror in a key location, is like a self-portrait. One that changes as we change – clothes, looks, hair, poses – like a rotating screen saver. Consider placing such mirrors about the house. For one thing, if you are dressing in secret, and many sadly are, it gives you constant positive feedback as you move around. And, unlike an actual portrait, you have deniability if you need it. Now you see you, now you don’t. If you aren’t there or dressed, nobody will see you. Although that is sad. I looked in the mirror recently, while dressed up, and realized my reflection is the best kind of selfie there is. When I dress up and step in front of my full-length mirror, phone camera or not, I see a work in progress, hopefully a masterpiece in progress.
Even though seemingly silent, every time you step in front of a mirror, it is saying, “You got this!” One more thought, and I am eager for your insights. Whether dressed or not, the mirror is as much a reflection of my inner self as are my outward attempts at beauty and femininity.
PS – Photo of two pairs of blue slacks and red shoes, is not a mirror. One day a good friend of mine and I both showed up for coffee, wearing blue slacks and red shoes. You know which one I am, and you know I wanted to be in her shoes!