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Amy Rose.  Auckland, NZ

When I look in a mirror, I guess… I see a potato. That’s just how I think of myself, I’m just a potato. You know you eat a potato and it’s delicious but it’s not really appealing to look at.


I am visually impaired and there are hard and upsetting things about that, so I might as well make it into a joke and have fun with it. I don’t have colour vision. I see in shades of grey, black and white. When I was younger I experienced internal panic attacks, about playing tag because I was always the ‘it’ in tag, but I couldn’t see anyone to catch them so it was really scary to me. I was the little girl running around in the sun who’s forever ‘it’ in tag but she can’t catch anyone. This is definitely a metaphor for how I feel in life. 


I really like doing my makeup, and that’s a really superficial thing to say makes you feel good, but it does. I like dramatic things. I think that might be something to do with my eyesight as well, because if I can’t see it what’s the point in having it on my face? I’m doing it for me, not for anyone else. 


I can’t really see people in detail so it makes me less reliant on what people look like, so I’m more in tune with the way people act and behave. I put a lot of weight on who I am and what I do, and that means a lot more, especially in the long run. 


I won best film at the award show at my school for my student film, and that was a big moment that made me feel good. You stop caring about the way you look in those moments, because you made the best film and nothing else matters. 


I don’t want people to see me as “Amy, the girl with glasses”, I would rather be, “Amy, the girl that’s really talented, oh and she has glasses”.

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