Are we forming identities which we admire? Have we succeeded where we may observe that others have failed? Why do we think that a life image is necessary anyway? Clothing, vehicles, homes, what we like to term "lifestyle" combine to put it all out there . . . that 'looking good' mentality -- constructed mainly for others, it seems.
Individual style. Aspirations go in this direction . . . from designer labels to manner of speaking, the projected self. It is, without doubt, a lot of effort -- work, a constant stream of tries to get it right. Envy and jealousy are often viewed as reassuring feedback.
Feeding an image requires an element of superficiality - fakery. That mask is worn increasingly well, it can easily morph into a version of humanity all its own. Turn the soul's bare visage to the sun, the clear light of day. At least try it occasionally, to temper the headlong rush.