I Feel Pretty, Oh So Pretty

Balloons at car dealerships are so pretty from afar, but stopped on the bus at a red light, I get a better view. They are dirty and scoffed.

Aren't we all like that? Putting our best face forward for society, friends and sometimes even family?

The biggest lie told daily is “I’m fine”

We wear clothes because we have to, but what we wear is a choice. The clothes that we choose are an extension of us and the façade that we wish to portray of ourselves to others.

I wear this big sweater today to hide the fact that I have gained weight and my pants are too tight. When the end of this day comes and I undress, my jeans are not too tight, but weight still shows.

Some people will use make up to cover flaws, again, at the end of the day, those same flaws are still there.

Why do we feel the need to wear these ‘masks’?

What is it about the world that makes us feel that need? I know that today for instance I am wearing ‘jegging’s – stretchy jeans - , a tank top and an over sized sweater. I feel pretty, my pants aren't so tight that I am miserable, and the sweater hides the fact that my belly protrudes out of the tank top.

Do I feel pretty because my flaws are hidden?

When I get home I will put on a large t-shirt and ‘happy pants’, not quiet sweats, not quiet pajamas. I will be comfortable. I will not necessarily feel pretty, but I won’t care because I am comfortable. Will that be because my flaws are hidden safely behind the closed doors of my own home?

Wouldn't it be nice to live in a society where we didn't need to have dress to make others make us feel pretty? The Looking Glass Self at work. If we didn't have that, how would I know I feel pretty today?