“i think people make their own faces, as they grow.” // e. blyton
i don't try and seek out my reflection - truth be told, a lot of the time, i'd rather hide away from it entirely.
it's just always there. i catch myself in shop windows, in the mirror of our hallway mantle, and in the door of my fridge; a familiar reminder that perhaps i should forget about the ice cream that resides inside of it.
removed from vanity, i think looking at yourself is simply intrinsic. i think it comes down to curiosity - one that comes in the shape of a body - in the way our noses scrunch, our smiles are crooked and our eyes, crinkle with laughter. it's an experience that travels in tandem with living a life - figuring out who we are, and what that might look like to other people.
if we weren't such nerds about the human condition, why would we keep collecting things that remind us of what we look like. or, is it because we're just that self-absorbed? :)
➝ source : 'sing' by the ever wonderful studio arhoj
➝ source : 'peekaboo' card via people i've loved
➝ source : lashes catch-all dish from bdbny & [coming soon! #swoon!]