Mirror, mirror on the wall,
Who in the land is the fairest of all?
I haven't a clue. When the owners moved out of this house, they took the bathroom mirror. Subsequently, I have a non-Feng Shui type of thing going on in the deep red bathroom off the kitchen. This leaves only the one bathroom mirror upstairs. If I feel a need to pluck an errant chin whisker that's suddenly sprung up from nowhere, and the upstairs john is in use, I'm SOL.
Do you know how expensive mirrors are? Damn!
On a related note, but totally deserving of its own post, how can you have no whiskers one day and something already an inch long the next? It's so taxing to ponder menopausal mysteries so early in the day.
Image: An illustration from page 5 of Mjallhvít (Snow White) an 1852 icelandic translation of the Grimm-version fairytale. Image provided by Landsbókasafn Íslands.