I have this thing that (sometimes) when I hear certain words or phrases a song lyric pops into my mind- maybe it’s something that everyone has? Anyway when this prompt popped up on my feed I immediately thought of the song ‘behind a painted smile’ that may not be the title but that’s the line that I thought of.
I was just talking about this with my Cousin the other day, we remembered that our Nan, who died years ago, whenever you saw her, even aged 86 just before she died, always had her eyebrows pencilled in and wore a bit of lippy. She wasn’t going out anywhere but that was her minimal ‘mask’ if you like.
I’m afraid to say I have developed the same habit and if nothing else I will always brush in my eyebrows- that are actually hardly there anymore and put on a bright bold lipstick.
We all wear a mask of some kind, either physical or in our attitude or personality. I admire people that wear just their fresh natural face and natural hair colour.
A smile can be a mask of how we are really feeling – that’s made me think of ‘the tears of a clown’. and so it goes….
Do we all wear a mask of some kind? and who do we unmask, if ever, for?