A Magnified Premiere

A flat mirror only tells polite little truths, but the extendable chrome shaving glass perched above the bathroom sink understands proper melodrama. I clambered up the cold metal faucet and grabbed the pivoting scissor bracket with both rigid claws, hauling my weight against the joints. Squeak-glide! The accordioned arm groaned outward, sweeping me right out over the porcelain abyss. When the convex face swung toward me, my painted grin swelled until it devoured the entire gleaming circle—a monstrous, magnificent sneer hovering ten times its size above the basin! I tilted the glass an inch higher, bathing the ceiling tiles in a wide, mocking beam of reflected light. Truly a face fit for a grand premiere!