I was reading the DailyMail this afternoon when I stumbled upon this gem of an article. I was filled with horror at the thought of standing in a machine that would give me a 3D image of my body. I don’t know many woman who would relish this experience. I mentioned this to Wal and he couldn’t understand what the problem was. I tried to explain to him that women, I’m going out on a limb here and assume I’m not the only one that does this, are experts at self denial. I can look at myself in the mirror and convince myself I don’t look thaaaaaat fat. These jeans do not make my ass look big. This empire wasted top does not make me look pregnant and so on. How can I continue to lie to myself when I’m confronted with this?
Now if I looked like the model I’d stare at this green dotted representation of myself all the time. In reality my boobies are saggy, my belly is neither smooth nor is it flat and my ass is fat and lumpy and saggy. It looks more like this.
Do women find the prospect of trying on jeans such a chore that they would rather go through the experience of a 3D image of themselves? I personally am happy to continue to lie to myself that I look like Cindy Crawford (circa 1992) than be confronted with the horror of my reality. I’ll continue to try on jeans the old fashioned way and run the risk of coming home with a pair that don’t fit me perfectly. After all I do have an imperfect body so why would I expect a pair of jeans to fit me perfectly? Come on I can’t be the only one? Can I? The article says that these machines are already out there. Have you tried this machine out at Selfridges?