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Does anyone else find that their mental image of themselves is kind of...skewed?
There's this moment in Gypsy (the musical, not the book) where Louise sees herself in the mirror, all done up in an evening gown, and she's completely shocked and transfixed. And she says "Mama? I'm a pretty girl, Mama..." She's only ever seen herself in ratty boys' clothes.
I pretty much have a mini version of that moment all the time lately. When I look in the mirror or at a picture of myself, I'm almost always surprised by how thin I am. I know, I know, I just did another post like this not too long ago...but it's still so surprising.
( Pictures behind here... )
In my head, I'm somewhere between these two pictures. In my head, I look like I looked in college. Kind of chunky, schlumping around in jeans and big t-shirts and stompy boots and the hat I wore every day, with no one remotely interested in seeing me out of said outfit. I can't find a picture from that period similar to the two above, where I'm standing and I'm the only person in the picture and you can see me from head to toe. In my head, I still look like that. Blending into the background. No one interested in me.
So it's weird to see pictures now or catch sight of myself in the mirror in a cute outfit. It doesn't look like me.
There's this moment in Gypsy (the musical, not the book) where Louise sees herself in the mirror, all done up in an evening gown, and she's completely shocked and transfixed. And she says "Mama? I'm a pretty girl, Mama..." She's only ever seen herself in ratty boys' clothes.
I pretty much have a mini version of that moment all the time lately. When I look in the mirror or at a picture of myself, I'm almost always surprised by how thin I am. I know, I know, I just did another post like this not too long ago...but it's still so surprising.
( Pictures behind here... )
In my head, I'm somewhere between these two pictures. In my head, I look like I looked in college. Kind of chunky, schlumping around in jeans and big t-shirts and stompy boots and the hat I wore every day, with no one remotely interested in seeing me out of said outfit. I can't find a picture from that period similar to the two above, where I'm standing and I'm the only person in the picture and you can see me from head to toe. In my head, I still look like that. Blending into the background. No one interested in me.
So it's weird to see pictures now or catch sight of myself in the mirror in a cute outfit. It doesn't look like me.
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