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Thursday, November 19, 2009

A Naked Look

My eyesight is getting worse as I get older.

My contacts are -3.0, if that means anything to you.

What it means to me is that I can see clearly a few feet from me and everything past that is a blur.

Last night, I was getting out of the bath- yes, I actually got to take a nice, leisurely soak!!- and caught a glimpse of my naked self in the mirror.

As I dried off, I looked at myself- no contacts in or glasses on.

What I saw was a petite woman with soft curves, glowing skin, and wavy blonde hair.

I liked what I saw.

I actually thought "I'm a cute little thing."

And then, I put my glasses on.


Those soft curves and glowing skin?


Stretch marks.

The "mommy tummy."

Dimples on my thighs and butt.

Wiggly flesh.

Pores that are too big.

Eyebrows that need plucked.

My hair?

A big, frizzy mess, badly in need of having my roots touched up and a haircut.

I sighed again.

And thought about it.

When I look at others, I see them through soft focus.

I see general appearance, but I don't stop to analyze every little detail and pick at every imperfection. It's as if I don't have my contacts in as I look at others.

But, with myself, it's not just that I see with perfect vision, I see as if I am looking at my reflection through a magnifying mirror.

Every little flaw can be seen.

I need to learn to be kinder to myself.

To look more through soft focus, instead of being so harsh.



Blogger Tracie said...

I am the same way. My vision isn't as bad as yours though so I avoid mirrors especially if I'm nekkid. Yikes!

November 19, 2009 at 9:17 AM  
Blogger Twincerely,Olga said...

Great post!! That is so true! We are always hardest on ourselves!! Stopping in from SITS and I'm glad I did!! You sound like a beautiful person!stop by

November 19, 2009 at 9:30 AM  
Blogger Claremont First Ward said...

YOu do! :)

I'm hyper critical about myself as well........I know I shouldn't be, but it doesn't stop me from it.

Sigh. :)

November 19, 2009 at 9:37 AM  
Blogger Unknown said...

That is so very true...there are many times I look at myself and think, what happened here?!

November 19, 2009 at 9:46 AM  
Blogger MommyLovesStilettos said...

I hate that. I am SO hard on myself. If I looked at myself like I do other women, I would definitely have better self esteem.

November 19, 2009 at 10:35 AM  
Blogger Evonne said...

I'm the same way. No matter how hard I try not to see them, the imperfections and still there.

November 19, 2009 at 11:38 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I wish I could see the sexy woman my husband see's. I can't find her.

November 19, 2009 at 12:15 PM  
Blogger Hannah said...

We ladies are always our own worst critics!!

I try not to look at me how I look at me but how my hubby looks at me.

November 19, 2009 at 12:33 PM  
Blogger Susan Berlien said...

Yeah, take the glasses back off. :)

November 19, 2009 at 1:07 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I think that any woman that says she's never been critical of her physical apperance is a phony...

We all no matter how old, have looked at ourselves and our changing bodies at one point or another with a magnifying lens.

I bumped into a blog yesterday that recommended this website

True: Identity,Beauty,Impact


Check it out.

November 19, 2009 at 1:12 PM  
Blogger becca said...

i find it so interesting that we look in the mirror at the parts we DON'T like and so rarely at the parts we do. I eyes zoom right to my tired eyes, my unwashed hair, my tiny flat boobs, my butt. I try to smile sometimes when I look in the mirror... because I like my smile. I try to get dressed before I look in the mirror because I usually can manage to put on an outfit that I like (superficial, maybe, but at least it's better than seeing the naked parts that make me cringe!). Focus on things that you KNOW are beautiful... then the rest will follow. Beautifully written post! Thanks for visiting mine!

November 19, 2009 at 1:38 PM  
Blogger Stacy's Snippets said...

Good idea....looking at ourselves and others through soft lenses. Why do we as women have to be so critical? I blame my nana. :)

Thanks for stopping by my blog. Loving yours!

November 19, 2009 at 2:02 PM  
Blogger adrienzgirl said...

I gave up being critical of myself after the last baby. Screw it. The Hubs loves me regardless, thinks I am the stars and moon! If he loses "the look" then maybe I will return to critical looking at myself. Until then, I am one happy Momma!

November 19, 2009 at 4:40 PM  
Blogger Lisa said...

I hear men who have wives look at her through soft focus.... I love that.

November 19, 2009 at 5:42 PM  
Blogger Liz Mays said...

I need to look at myself through soft focus. I'm very, very critical of me.

Thanks for the reminder.

November 19, 2009 at 8:18 PM  
Blogger Marie said...

Very true. Thanks for that. Let's all leave our glasses off and gaze at the beauty we see

November 20, 2009 at 12:10 AM  
Blogger Mary Freaking Poppins said...

Just found your blog today... and this is just what I needed to read today. Thanks for a taste of reality. Now where's my contact case? I have to get these out...

November 20, 2009 at 11:01 PM  

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