Star Struck Style

I had a unusual encounter with a coworker at my new job yesterday. She told me that I looked like a basketball coach or a phys ed teacher.

As someone with a Libra rising whose natal sun is currently transiting his seventh house, I believe that I have a good understanding of the image that I project to the world. I try to look refined, elegant and tasteful. Being “put together” from head to toe is a big part of personal brand. My Capricorn sun sign is evident in the quality of the clothes I wear and the covert snobbery I exhibit by wearing subtly-branded items that speak for themselves. My Cancer moon is revealed in my fondness for kitsch and tongue-in-cheek nostalgia. I’m quite sure that the full package gives something other than “coach.”

But if that’s what I’m giving at my age, I’ll take it. Even though I’ve been working out for my entire adult life, I still struggle with my own perception of how my body appears to others. It’s stupid and irrational. I look at a guy in a photo like the one I posted above and I wish that I looked as good. The thing is that I look just like the guy in the photo. I went searching for an image to illustrate this post using the keyword “coach,” and this is what I found.

Anyway, with the sun transiting my introspective eighth house and Mercury about to conjoin Chiron in my seventh house in a couple of days from now, maybe I should put some thought into why I still suffer from body dysmorphia at my age. Again, it’s stupid and irrational. I made a big breakthrough earlier this year when I started opening up about some of my personal problems. Perhaps this is the next one I need to address.

That sounds like a plan. You’re never too old to learn something about yourself . . .