What my mirror would say

I've been reading some blogs that have this thing on Thursdays. Think Write Thursday, it's called. So, looking for some routine and community and so on, I signed up.

This week's subject is, What would your mirror say if it could talk?

What my mirror says every day

I'm 56, I take a lot of pictures of myself wearing knitted things and post them here and on Ravelry. I sort of know what I look like and I'm not going to agonize about the colour of my hair or the shape of my nose. The mirror by the front door is mainly meant to stop me going out with a milk moustache.

Of course, some people spend time in front of a full-length mirror. I rarely do, not from any philosophical objection, but just because of the way my bedroom is set up -- looking in the full-length mirror is a tad awkward and only for special occasions... of which there are few!

Sometimes catching a glimpse of myself in a reflective window is a bit alarming! Sometimes a mirror in a shop tells you to buy something you shouldn't, and then your mirror at home sets you straight. Sometimes your mirror tells you you are too fat to go to the beach in a bathing suit, but of course, you go anyways, and then are envious of the other "too fat" people who look great, and vow to buy a better bathing suit. Who knows what they think about me!

I don't think any of us in this house are great mirror-lookers. We are vain enough to think we are fine just the way we are.