I would be totally stupid if I were to equate my alter ego, fabulus, with my full-length mirror at home. After all, isn’t she is my best critic, and worst enemy?
Weird jokes apart, a mirror is an object which gives the perfect reflection of our outward personality. It will tell you when a strand of hair decides to leave his friends and wander solo. It will point out that weird crease on your shirt on the day of your ‘important’ meeting. The mirror will also do the unfortunate job of showing how you look, when you try all those awkward dance moves, just to see whether you will end up resembling a baboon on the dance floor.
So, what would my mirror tell me, if it were to be bestowed with the gift of speech?
It would point out that I need to comb my hair more often. To avoid looking like a crow’s nest every time I stepped out of the house.
It would tell me that my shorts are too long, my shirts too loose. I don’t think my mirror would agree with my retort- “Fashion is what’s comfortable, ain’t it?”
It would positively shriek if I started my dancing in front of it. After all, someone with two left feet should be kept far, far away from the dance floor. And of course, far away from the bar, lest a drunken fantasy of wanting to dance like JLo pops up uninvited.
It would shout at me if I used it to check the weird angles of my teeth. And also to check whether I’ve got new pimples, and if the old ones have finally bid adieu.
It would urge me to use a little make-up. A dash of lipstick, a dab of foundation, and a sprinkle of eye-shadow. Just to make me look a little less oily. Or maybe it wouldn’t. After all, it would have to bear witness to the break-out of pimples after the make-up induced catastrophe.
It would ask me to start walking a little more, and doing a bit of exercise. Obviously, if my mirror started commenting about my weight or if it used any euphemism to indicate that I’ve grown fat, it would be crushed to pieces. Thanks to my teenage existential angst.
It would plead with me to stop singing, as it fears death just like any normal person.
And of course, it WILL ask me to do a blog post on – ‘Why Mirror-Selfies are a good idea’.
Hmph. Narcissistic mirrors.
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