Vanity is the brightly-colored outfit used to dress insecurity.

To be vain is to wear your whitest whites after Labor Day, made from low self-esteem and dry cleaned at uncertainty. I know this because most of my moments of vanity are when I am most desperately seeking approval.

No one wants to be labeled as “vain”, but then again, no one wants to be insecure or experience self-doubt, either. I am the first person to label and criticize those who are braggadocious or constantly fishing for attention. This is probably because I suffer from the same insecurities, and I don’t want anyone else fishing in my waters.

I have a tendency to pick apart someone’s telling of their achievements and view it from the side of arrogance. I am like a hawk, constantly in search of those who have become too proud. The only problem is that it is hard to get a bird’s-eye view when, deep down, you feel smaller than most, and have a hard time elevating yourself to get a good vantage point.

I am familiar with the narcissistic ways- don’t ask me how, I just know. I know the type that don’t miss a mirror, but I don’t always see them…cause I seldom miss a mirror.

I admire those who are truly proud. Confidence wrapped in humility is a movie I never tire from watching. To be proud of oneself spills over into a genuine happiness for the accomplishment of others, and is a wonderful thing to watch and be a part of. When over-served and drunk on arrogance, pride is obnoxious and loud.

Vanity is self-doubt in shiny jewelry, red lipstick, a fur coat, and big sunglasses.

Life is a costume party which I attend every single day.

Dress in humility.

Peace, Love, and all things Beef related,

Beefcake

 

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