Airbrushed me


“ I am silver and exact. I have no preconceptions.
Whatever I see I swallow immediately Just as it is, unmisted by love or dislike.
I am not cruel, only truthful ‚”-
Sylvia Plath, Mirror


The opaque cover of her foundation caged the demons that might otherwise crawl out of her skin. Her mascara taught her eyes how to master the art of lying and a careful coat of lipstick shushed and sealed all the truths that might slip out of her lips.

She looked in the mirror and it reflected a gorgeous woman, a woman whose skin was as pale and beautiful as snow in contrast with her navy dress. Her hair, flowing gloriously down her back were strands of perfection.

The mirror reflected a woman that will be oohed! and aahed! by the society, a woman that would be considered as the epitome of beauty. She looked like…

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2 thoughts on “Airbrushed me”

  1. There’s the opposite situation, probably more common.
    A woman is actually attractive, pretty at least. Maybe not by the media standards but she is or she can be. Some men maybe show interest or compliment her. But she doesn’t see it. She’s blind. Media have told her she’s no good because she’s not skinny/tall/blonde/whatever enough.
    So every time this woman stares at the mirror she doesn’t see the woman she is, she doesn’t even see the woman others see in her.
    She only sees a distorted image created by mass media and marketing companies, and supported even fed by family and so-called friends.
    She won’t die. But her life is miserable.

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