Does your mirror(s) have you feeling some type of away?

It is called the Mirror Effects.

We, as in women, feel good about the outfit choices we had to dig out from the back of our crammed closets.

Our clothes feel pleasantly comfy against our bodies until, something as simple as catching our reflection in a mirror; takes away what we had imagined looked like Kelly Rowland in a Fabletics commercial or Halle Berry on a strolling the beach. It was merely an illusion.

What do we do?

We begin to beat ourselves up, well, down.

Negative thoughts trickle in, we start to body shame ourselves; there is an energy shift, and we become an emotional wreck stressing over finding something to wear that covers all our outer flaws.

The Fix

Years after much therapy, I came up with this brilliant trick.

Have you seen the movie Snow White and the Huntsman? Do you recall the part when Queen Raveena asks the gold-shiny thing the question, who is the fairest of them all?

Well, the Evil Queen does not see her reflection staring back at her as she frantically paces back and forth to see if there is news of someone somewhere across the land better than her.

She patiently waits for the round glistening tin to form into a man where her quest has sent him on a Google search across the wide web.

He collects the information as to whom is the most beautiful on Instagram and Facebook while gathering himself at her feet. For her to discover it is not she, the fairest of them all.

Angrily she deliberates how could it not be her after all her efforts to stay relevant?

That is how I feel, as the Queen did when my mirror tells me the truth about how I look in leggings: any clothing.

Getting dressed sometimes feels as if Tony Robbins put a spell on me like in the film Shallow Hal. I step out of my closet believing and feeling one way to facing the hard truth in the mirror, feeling another way.

So, I developed a foolproof technique. A trick better than any magic trick Harry could ever think to conjure up.

See, the trick to looking and feeling good all the time is to see yourself through a mirrorless mirror (picture frame).

Even if my reality is my stomach bulging over the top of my pants, tits dragging the ground like this new fashion craze; I am always beautiful because I can visually see myself; my realness inside.

Not the reflecting cinnamon rolls rising around my waistline or where gravity has stretched and pulled my triceps and sagging boobs so low my granddaughters could jump double dutch with them.

And we must not forget the loose neck skin that makes grandma look as though she has magically turned into a turkey.

You see, The Mirrorless Mirror is a magic wand that forces you to see you, the inner self, those parts of you that get you into heaven: the most important part.

Let me be clear!

Now let me be clear. I am not saying, in any shape or form. I will strut out into the streets wearing a jumpsuit that fits like my infant grandchild onesie; busting at the steams like someone accidentally punctured a can of biscuits because I feel so darn beautiful inside after catching a glimpse of my inner self.

No. But what I am saying. It that in those moments, when I begin to beat myself up because I ate too many fries, overly indulged in the Costco’s variety pack of Cheesecake Factory cheesecakes; eat an entire bag of Hersey Kisses in one setting, or womanly monthly things. Hanging an empty picture frame on the wall does the trick every time.

So, if you are tired of walking around with bruises and black eyes you give yourself. Try my brilliant trick and get your confidence back.

Warning: Do not try this alone. You will see the real you. Some parts may be scary for some.

Head over to @sisterslikeuswin on Instagram to see how the mirror effect affected me.

Remember, whichever flower you choose to be BLOOM!

-Dawn