FAIR LADY

"Mirror, mirror on the wall. Who's the fairest of them all?"

Vain and wanting? Maybe, but is that all bad? Healthy competition never hurt. It shouldn't anyway.

Mother was woman! (AS IF WE DIDN'T KNOW. DUH!) I mean WOMAN. She was vain and wanting, sure. Mother refused to leave the house without lipstick on her luscious lips. She wore proper shoes always whether to the dance, doctor or the market. She was particular with how she looked; never a hair out of place. Mother was eighty one when she passed away. A few days before her demise (as if she had planned it) she asked for a hair perm, her long manicured nails to be varnished. She had a complete spa treatment (at home) insisted for her hair dyed black and given a facial. That was mother.

Sorry, I never intended to glorify my mother but it seemed so natural to equate mother with WOMAN and it was my intention to write about WOMAN! Excuse me, if I've missed the mark. 

Asian women maintain that particular reserved air about us. For example we don't take compliments well! Every time I sing praises about mother to her face, she would inevitably end up belittling herself and insists she's a nobody.

Time we realized our true value and self worth.

So, MIRROR ON THE WALL, what do you say to the legions of women who stand before you every second of the day? Women who are a little unsure of themselves; a little beaten, battered perhaps and needing a boost...

MIRROR, with an enigmatic smile, replies: You, fair lady are keeper of your destiny. Be all you can be... spicy, spunky, sensitive, sexy, sensual, sensational and YES, secretive. That is WOMAN'S prerogative. You are competent, capable, competitive, compassionate, caring, curious and YES, controlling. That, too, is WOMAN'S prerogative. 

Never settle for less. 

Listen and heed the wisdom of MIRROR.