Mirror, Mirror


I think that clothes shops would sell a lot more clothes if they had more flattering lights in their change rooms. I hate shopping enough as it is – I don’t need to be exposed to every wrinkle and dimple and every bit of cellulite and sun damage I have while I’m at it. I tend not to be able to focus on the item I’m trying on because I’m too busy thinking – fuck, I didn’t look like that at home!

7 thoughts on “Mirror, Mirror

  1. Wrinkles and spots beat the fat butt that suddenly appears in those dressing room mirrors. I don’t know if it’s because the mirrors are cheap and distorted, or I just never noticed all this time what a huge caboose I’ve been toting around for the last few years, but it makes trying on a dress for a special occasion kind of a downer.

    • Lol, it’s the cellulite that gets me. In normal daylight it just looks normal but under those lights it always shocks me and makes me think I’m turning into my mother – and I’m not ready for that yet.

  2. I have a similar sensation when viewing my mid-section, at least what I can make out from the glare on my balding head… I fear we may never be hipsters again.

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