![]() ![]() I have never been this aware, and uncomfortable about the demands I have for myself. This ‘fantasy’, or myth, is a cage, and quarantine has shown me that I’m still within it, no matter how much I believe I do not need to conform. Now, the longer I spend alone in my own house, dressing up for my computer and mirror, the more I question the fantasy I’m supposed to aspire to be. Before, it felt normal to feel inadequate. I have never been this aware and uncomfortable about the demands I have for myself. Shaving my arms and legs offers some semblance of the ‘pretty’ I am looking for, but still falls short. These days, my eyebrows feel bushy and my leg hair is curling at the ends. When I look in the mirror, I recognize myself as the “before” picture in my own life and I long for a time before it became unsafe to get waxed, plucked, threaded, shaved, made up and more – like clockwork every month. It has been months of social distancing and self-isolation for most of us. ![]()
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