Narking on Narcissus.

I was given a mirror with a women from the 20's on the back of it. It was a lithograph, the model apparently has my eyes and would be me if I made myself up in that style of wavy short poofy hair, cupid lips, beads and doe eyes. The lesson I was told this coincidence held wasn’t the one I learnt. I found I only recognize myself visually in that which however remote, I am attracted to or admire somehow. But it’s often not the visual aspect that first attracts me to these reflections of character.  
 
It reminds me of the Bacchae when Pentheus said to Dionysus,  
"So, sir stranger, thou art not ill-favoured from a woman's point of view, which was thy real object in coming to Thebes; thy hair is long because thou hast never been a wrestler, flowing right down thy cheeks most wantonly; thy skin is white to help thee gain thy end, not tanned by ray of sun, but kept within the shade, as thou goest in quest of love with beauty's bait."

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