I wake up in the morning and look in the mirror. I shower and do my hair and makeup in front of a vanity mirror, then get dressed with the help of my full-length mirror. I have three mirrors in my ...

The mirror became a cruel optical illusion: I kept crunching, tucking, sweating and squatting, but my reflection just got uglier. By Abby Sher The rules were simple. Whenever Madonna sang, we strutted ...