We’ve all walked by a window that just at just the right angle was more a mirror than transparent pane. These moments are vital. While in Europe, I went a whole 5 weeks without ever seeing my full body. This may seem vain, and it is… how is one to match the right shoes with a top if both are not in the same frame to reference?
I realized how I loved the vanity window after a very disappointing visit to Checkpoint Charlie in Berlin. While the checkpoint was nothing more than a huge disappointment I had just been hustled by a gypsy and while replaying that scene over and over in my head I almost missed myself walking by. Luckily my peripherals caught it and there I was, head to toe – my body was one entity once more.
That got me thinking. Was I really vain or was there something deeper there? The window’s efforts to block out the sun gives us – the people – moments of mirrors. The reflective glass allows us to slyly check how we look. Has the rain messed up my hair? Has the rain done unfortunate trauma to my white blouse? Is my shirt untucked? Or worse … is my dress tucked into my underwear?
We can use these reflective rubies as obviously or discreetly as we please. You can fully turn your body to accurately see the answer to the questions above or you can side glance. A personal favorite of mine is to bend down a little and squint my eyes. This technique makes it seem as though I am thoroughly interested in whatever lies behind the glass.
So, thank you to environmentally-conscious glass, fritted to block the sun and fitted to the title Urban Mirror. Thank you to ground floor windows for helping us conquer the day. And thank you for reading.