Ever since reading my friend Pris’ blog post entitled “The Mirror”, I’ve been feeling all deep and pondery, so I thought I’d ramble a bit about it and about my ideas and see what happens. Pris’ post ponders (ooh, how could I resist the alliteration?) our reflections in mirrors and whether or not these are “true.”
Personally, I’ve thought about this before because I truly don’t think that I look the way I . . . well, look. I think there are days when the mirror tells me I look fabulous, but I truly don’t, and I think the reverse is also true. People see something different, it seems, than I do. What’s up with that? Does the mirror do more than reflect back our “mirror image” so that our hair is parted on the opposite side and our freckles or acne or big hairy warts all show up on the other side? How is it that I can look at some part of me in the mirror and then look at that same part (like my foot or something) in person, and it looks different . . . bigger or smaller or whiter or longer?
Pris also wonders about photography and capturing people’s images, and as I know many of my 360 friends are photographers, either professional or professional-quality, I wanted to ask about that; how is it that one person (never me) looks amazing in photos, while another person (yep, me) looks truly horrible? How can one person be photogenic and not another? And then there are flukes in which an unphotogenic person has a good photo taken . . . .