Hard to say what was my "bestest" experience, but this was sort of an affirming one.
Back in the 70's when I started going out a lot to tg venues, I'd look in the mirror and tell myself "you look good, girl", or whatever the vernacular of the day was. And I felt pretty, and treated nicely. Then one day someone took a picture and...yikes!!! is that what I look like to others? What a letdown...
Fast forward a couple of years, I went to a tg valentine party attended by a dozen or so other gurlz, of whom I knew only one, a very pretty gurl. Much to my surprise, a number of the gurlz kept telling me how pretty I was, and wanted to take my picture. Being camera shy from the previous experience, I kept ducking.
So, the mirrors weren't total liars after all...maybe that camera had a grudge against me...
Mitzi
