Last Saturday afternoon at a New York television studio, watching the playback of the interview I had just taped for Colleen Carroll Campbell’s “Faith and Culture,” I decided to stop fighting and admit to myself that I am funny-looking.
By “funny-looking,” I don’t mean ugly, just … funny. The laziness of my left eye is increasingly pronounced, and my efforts to see with my good eye make me cock my head in a way that makes me look, well, cockeyed. Add to that the fact that my smile is stronger on my left side than my right, and my expression becomes occasionally Picasso-esque.
Hmmm. Well, maybe. Though in the right environments I have in mind a little Italian place in Hoboken and the living room of the palatial estate at Surlywood she’s quite fetching indeed, asymmetry notwithstanding.