Meesha's Mish Mash

Mirror, Mirror on the Wall

We place a lot of importance on appearance. We know we shouldn’t – ‘don’t judge a book by it’s cover’, ‘appearances can be deceptive’. But we know we do – ‘first impressions count’ – else why would we take such care about how we look when we present ourselves for an interview or a first date (other than the fact that the latter is more likely to be accompanied by food and wine, there is not a lot of difference between the two).

Like it or not, appearance is especially important for women. Men rate us on our appearance. We rate ourselves against other women. The media bombards us with images of ‘beautiful’ women for the sole purpose it would seem to make us feel bad about how we look (thanks a lot!) and so incentivise us to buy whatever beauty enhancing product they are selling. All this pressure to look good, can make us obsessed with our appearance – constantly checking our reflection in mirrors or shop windows.

I read recently of something called a ‘Mirror Fast’, whereby people voluntarily give up – for a period of time that might be a day, a week, a month, or longer – looking in any mirror or other reflective object to check their appearance. The idea of such abstinence, I gather, is that by not focussing on your physical appearance, you have more time to focus on your spiritual development. Or more time to focus on the world around you and other people

Now these are laudable aims but I don’t think I will be going on a ‘mirror fast’. How ever would I do my eyes without a mirror? And with a face like mine, if I was to go out in public sans makeup I would risk being arrested for terrorising the neighbourhood and frightening the children

There are some days, though, when even make-up isn’t enough. When I gaze with puffy, bleary eyes into a mirror and see reflected back some nightmarish creature with blotchy skin, a cold-sore I swear wasn’t there before I fell into bed, and bedraggled, tangled hair

Sound familiar?

This happen to you too?

Never fear, Meesha’s here

Put away the curlers, and the straighteners, and the expensive creams and lotions. If you’re having a bad hair day and your complexion’s a mess, I have the solution for you. Simply follow my example and I guarantee you will be able to go out in public safe in the knowledge that no-one is going to stare at your cold sore or messed up hair . . .


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This entry was posted on August 21, 2012 by in Humor.
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