I was watching a fascinating make-over show on TV this morning. The woman they were “working on” first had her hair completely transformed by this super friendly and talented hairdresser. When he was done coloring, snipping and blowdrying, she looked absolutely amazing! As he slowly spun the chair around so she could face the mirror for the dramatic reveal, he asked her what she thought.
The woman stared blankly at her new, vastly improved self in the mirror for about 30 long seconds and then simply said “I don’t know, I guess I just need to get used to it.”
My jaw dropped..so did his.
Next step was a session with a make-up artist and guess what, her reaction was the same.
Every one of these professionals was highlighting every single best feature this lady had, but it was as if she simply didn’t want to see them revealed. This poor woman was completely invested in the lesser version of herself, the version that was sloppy and off-putting, the version that protected her from attention and expectations, the version that built a barrier between herself and others.
In the end, after buying all new clothes and getting plenty of friendly counseling, she seemed to have a mini breakthrough. Her smile was big and authentic and you could see that she was ready to commit to an exciting journey of self discovery and realization. She was ready to become an active participant in her own life and open herself up to as of yet unknown experiences. She finally realized that her appearance could become an instrument instead of a void, a door instead of a wall, one through which she could step out into the world and invite new friends to come in as well. It was an awesome transformation both externally and internally; a rebirth more than a makeover.
Don’t you just love a happy beginning?