Here Be Ugly

013Snapshot Stories

She stood in front of the mirror with all her newly bought makeup, watching YouTube videos over and over again to get the application just right. She moved brushes carefully over her face following each tiny detail of everything she was watching. She kept going until her skin looked flawless, her eyes were larger and expertly lined and her lips were rich and full.
She looked at herself and her eyes got teary as she realized she had reached her goal of makeup perfection but she still could not see past the fictional ugliness she saw in herself.
She took a picture trying to mark this as a memory of the good job she could do. Trying to look at it positively but all she could see was the boring hazel of her eyes, the crooked natural line of her lips and her too round face. Everything was off, like a horrible mask. No matter how long she looked at herself she just found more and more flaws, a lifeless façade.
No matter what she did the ugly she saw was always be at the forefront.


6 thoughts on “Here Be Ugly

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  2. From one bipolar to another – I don’t see any ugly. Just sadness, maybe. Dysmorphia’s a bitch, huh?

    As Lorde (a fellow Kiwi, HELL YES) would say: remember, flaws are OK.

    I particularly like the colour of your hair. The members of my dad’s side of the family have a similar tone, which I’ve missed out on thanks to the dominant Tongan-complexion genes. Oh, well. 😛


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