Reflection
03.10.11
Mirror, mirror on the wall, who’s the ugliest of them all?
Charlotte stood in the bathroom, looking at her reflection in disgust. No wonder he had left her – who could love a face like this? She scrutinised herself like never before and found flaw after flaw. Lacklustre skin with blotchy patches that make-up never seemed to cover; eyes that were too small and sunken, a jawline that was too wide, hair that was too limp. She left the house to go to work, but could not escape her reflection. Shiny surfaces, shop windows, puddles on the pavement – all conspired to taunt her throughout the day, reminding her of how hideous she was. By the time she returned home, she was in a state of extreme agitation. She grabbed a marble paperweight from the living room and made for the bathroom. Read the rest of this entry »
