We are starting to re-enter a world we haven’t seen in almost two years, and it’s going to be scary for a while before we feel comfortable with it again. I’m talking about what will happen when people can see our mouths and noses after hiding them like bandits for 23 months.
The signs are coming down from businesses, and schools are starting to debate the issue of when to uncover. Soon we will be freely breathing air without the protection of woven material to catch possible contaminants.
I don’t know what will happen to the rebels who sat on their high horses and refused to cover up all this time. I suppose they will simply blend in with the rest of the bare-faced sea of humanity and never spout their disagreeable rhetoric again.
Or they may take up another cause instead.
The problem with uncovering is that most of us have not had to do anything with our faces for nearly two years. In fact, some of us haven’t had anything to do at all for two years. It shows not just on our faces, but in our sudden increased girth.
I know I’ve gained pounds since I had to pack up my work stuff and set it up at home two Marches ago. Luckily my clothes held out for most of the journey, and I think that a few pounds off will put me back into them again. That and my newfound love for those wonderful control garments that will mold any flab on my ab and pinch up my paunch. God bless Sara Blakely.
As for facial improvements, some people took the time to see the nip and tuck surgeons, so they may not look quite the same when gatherings commence. Others, like me, will debate how to draw on features again after hiding them for months. Makeup counters will be busy once more, and the point of sale machines will be smoking with all the smoky eye purchases to come.
All this time I have been attending Zoom meetings, and am well-versed in how to stop video and unmute myself on cue. I tailored the background behind me so I won’t be the fourth person in the meeting room using the sun porch filter with the lovely window looking out at sunlight joy. I also put on makeup.
Now I guess I’ll have to put on a more public face when I shop. No more orifice incognito.
Look out, world. The faces are coming back.
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