I read somewhere a long time ago an interview with Julia Roberts who confessed to being critical of her appearance.
Imagine!
Yes, she said she had her flaws (really?), but when asked she declined to elaborate. She said that if she mentioned these flaws, they would only become that much more obvious to everyone, and that, apparently, was something she Could Not Have.
And maybe one can’t have that when one is a movie star and one’s career, presumably, depends to some degree on one’s face.
Well.
I just watched a video of myself and my husband in preparation for a class we are teaching tomorrow morning at our church. The reason I watched it? We taught this class almost a year ago and I didn’t entirely remember what we said. Furthermore, I could not find my notes. So I decided to watch the video in order to review.
They say it’s awful to watch oneself on television, or even on a computer screen, because all you can do is to pick on yourself.
Happily, the video isn’t that bad. Bill and I were engaging, we had fun, and he is Such A Pleasure to look at.
But the video convinced me of something I’ve suspected for a long time. And I am not a movie star, nor will I ever be, so I suppose it’s okay to just say it, to just let ‘er rip and point out what is the most obvious flaw in my face.
It’s…..
Nope. I’m not going to tell. I’m not. Shocking, isn’t it? this reserve, this restraint, this silence.
No. I’m going to follow Julia’s lead this time and just let you guess what I think. I wouldn’t want you staring, studying my face while I’m saying Something Significant, having you think to yourself, “Yes, yes, she’s right. Too bad about that….”
Not telling. Ha! And That, dear Reader, is Vanity.
