No space for vanity

No space for vanity

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I needed a bunch of photographs for some official work recently and happened to get two sets done from two different studios. One set was a faithful enough picture, with me staring rather self-consciously into the camera. The other studio airbrushed the final product presenting a new, very much improved, me. In fact when I went to pick up the photographs the man at the counter took a long time rummaging in his desk after asking me twice over, ‘Aapki hi hain na?’ (You’re sure they’re yours?). When he finally handed them to me, I thought I looked nice, way nicer than I’d ever look in real life.
The dark circles had been done away with, the blemishes all smoothed over and the skin was glowing. I sat comparing the two sets of pictures. The vain me was quite happy while the sane me remained amused. 
The son sauntered past, picked up the other one – the non air brushed one – then proclaimed, 
“You look prettier in this one.” 
“Not possible,” said I, “Look at this other one – you’ll see the difference.”
“Yeah but then in this one you look like some auntie, you don’t look ‘you’ at all.”
Which was such a valid point that the vain me threw up her hands and walked off in a huff while the sane me nodded in agreement. There really is nothing better than a tween son to keep you rooted in reality. Sigh! So I shall continue to wear my blemishes and my dark circles and the extra layers of fat too and I shall try to do so gladly because they make me ‘me’.
And I’ll try my hardest to not get envious of the yummy mummy’s because if God one day in his infinite kindness did decide to make me all beautiful, the kids would disown me.
Oh and you, you layers of fat, if you’re listening, nope I’m not giving up the fight. I’m going to keep on trying to get rid of you – just not by airbrushing – when it happens it shall be the real deal.
Picture credit: Pixabay
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35 Replies to “No space for vanity”

  1. This post reminds me of the incidence where I had gone to the passport office for passport renewal with nice-looking set of photos (now I get it, they must have been airbrushed without my knowledge). But they could not be used since the officials clicked their own photo with the camera on their desk. I will not tell you how was that photo, only that it is stuck to my passport for another 10 years. I hope not to travel overseas in the next 9 years (1 year has already passed) lest the immigration desk faints having to look at that. On regular days, however, I still look beautiful with all the bulging fat and flared palazzos, and chicken pox marks on my face coupled with a pimple or two here and there. "Mummy, you are sooo cute" is what I get despite this.

    1. Ha ha those passport pictures are always atrocious. Don't take it to heart. Normally the airbrushing is subtle so we barely notice it. Only sometimes it is so very obvious. It's wonderful that our kids still think we're the prettiest.

  2. When I turned 50 recently I had a big chat with my teens about how I felt at this age which of course included my looks. I moaned about certain things I wish I could change but both said you don't look old, you just look like you, our mum and that is how we like it! Sometimes, just sometimes, teenagers get it right. #mg

  3. That was such a sweet post, Tulika! I loved your son's response and also the 'vain-you's' response! Our true beauty lies in our wrinkles and our blemishes, true, but, our vanity seldom allows us to live with those blemishes and wrinkles, no? How we fight to get rid of these, which actually are our identities! Guess, we need some more growing up to do before we realise how truly beautiful we all are!
    Loved the post, girl!

  4. I did read similar encounters before, one on Shailaja's blog , and another I recall the story "With the photograher" from school!

    All the three, including yours, were amusing, and brings home the reality.

    Your kid seems to be very sensible too!

  5. So my "vain me" story is that my head shot is old and my hair has gone grey. But I keep using my old head shot because (1) I don't want to pay to have a new one retaken and (2) the new one would have the grey hair 🙂

  6. So sweet, honesty is one thing I love in children. They speak out everything they feel irrespective of time or place. my younger son is a terror to many people around us, he is so very honest that you need to take care before even planning to go anywhere near him

  7. Hahaha! You're funny! And I do hope they give me a kid just like your tween son, when I apply for adoption! Kids really know how to teach you to accept and love yourself as you are, don't they?

  8. I know! Kids have the penchant of keeping you rooted and loving you just the way you are. Accept your imperfections! And have you noticed how they are the first ones who compliment you. You know l love dressing up in a sari. Three males then line up to swoon. It is such a beautiful feeling. Even my mil's eyes light up. There is something about that garment that makes every woman look lovely.

    1. How very sweet is that! It' been ages since I tried a sari and to think once upon a time I wore is regularly to work!! I need to get to work on those blouses.

  9. Ha ha how sweet! You do recall my post on the perfect photograph, yes? Looks like the air brush phenomenon is quite rampant across studios! And I love you the way you are. Please don't change 🙂

  10. See, he finds you prettier in the picture where you look like 'You'!
    My husband would tease me sometimes, 'Arrey, ye kitni achchhi picture aayi hai. Lagta hi nahin ki tum ho!!':D

  11. That was so sweet. In the most unassuming of ways, he told you the truth and what really matters. These days I have no time to take care of myself which my sister keeps reminding me to do. But then they also tell me that they are used to me being this way and they love it too.

    Thanks for joining, Tulika 🙂

    1. You should listen to your sister – just like I listen to mine. They're the best advisors. Despite this post I think moms do need to pay more attention to themselves, specially because looking better makes them happier moms.

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