Objects In Mirror

Objects in Mirror

Have you ever seen a product on tv that you knew you just couldn’t live without?  Like the fitness equipment that has everyone losing 80 pounds in 5 hours.  They all look so happy and the before and after pictures are amazing.  Then you receive your product and it’s a cheap piece of plastic.  When you get on it, you don’t have the same fun they do, you lose only half a pound and in the end it collects dust in the corner of your room.

Or what about the product online that is guarantee to give you a bigger booty (yes, it’s a real website).  They show these women with plumb glutes.  The before and after pictures are very convincing as you see a sista go from flatback to thick thighs.  When the pills arrive in the mail, you’re disappointed to see that is just a bottle of Vitamin E with a fancy label.

Men, there’s something for you too.  We hear all the commercials.  We receive plenty of the spam email.  There is a cure to make you a better lover in bed.  You can be a black stallion and get your groove on all night long (and probably into the next morning).  The men that try it usually say either the still lack bedroom skills or even worse, ‘it’ doesn’t go down.  Their partners feel the money could have been better used on shopping.

It’s also interesting to me that every product seems to be the low price of $19.99.  Does that one cent really make a difference?  We are so drawn in to temptation and the appeal of it all without taking time to do our research.  If we were just a little more patient, the truth will reveal it all.  This is also true with dating.  How often have we dated someone to originally meet their ‘representative’ and then two months later find out who they really are?

Time tells all.  I have had the same experience when meeting some people for the first time.  If they’ve seen my competition pictures, they assume I am a massive bodybuilder with thick shoulders and muscles peeking out of every crease of my clothes.  Then mini-me shows up and they are rather surprised.  I am not bodybuilder.  I just workout. The person in the photo with me, Iris Kyle, is the 6 time Ms. Olympia bodybuilding.   I don’t think she has to worry about me ever competing for her title.  Objects in my personal mirror are definitely larger than they appear!

M.Y.  October 2009

Mirror Image

“Mirror Image”

Sometimes I look in the mirror and I really feel like I am getting younger instead of older. (The above picture was taken of me “all nat-ur-al” first thing in the morning after washing my face.) When I look at my face I see youthfulness and completely understand why people don’t think I am 31 years old.  Often when I meet people for the first time they will ask what grade I am in or what school I go to. Then they quickly apologize and I say “Don’t worry about it, I hear it all the time.”  I rarely wear foundation or a lot of makeup and would kick and scream when I cheered for the Louisville Fire.  They made us wear all of this makeup and I felt I looked like a Barbie Doll. I felt the makeup didn’t make me look older, it just made me look “made up”.

Several years ago I was a mentor to a fifth grade girl.  We went roller skating. While there this boy skated up to us and asked my name.  I told him my name and introduced him to her – but he wasn’t interested in her.  This young buck continued to try to hit on me.  He told me he was 11 years old and thought I was 15. When I told him I was in my 20s, he was amazed.  He said with a wide-eyed excited grin, “You mean you got a car!?” He was so overjoyed and told me he was working on getting a moped. I brought him even more pleasure when I told him I had a job as a teacher.  He told me he wished I was his teacher!

I’ve learned to accept my young looks and use it to my advantage.  I look forward to the day when my friends and I are 80 years old.  They’ll be old, wrinkled, mean and in a wheelchair.  I’ll be still be smiling, riding bikes in the park and hanging out with my 25 year old boyfriend Winston! (-;

M.Y. September 2007