Appearance, Reality, and the way people treat you...

I am convinced that the devil is very jealous of my body.  Not only mine, or mine in particular, but everybody's body (for a minute there you thought I was a narcissist, huh :)).  He doesn't have one, so like jealousy may make someone do - he tempts men to misuse, disrespect, and under-appreciate their bodies.  This probably isn't a big surprise to anyone and isn't new knowledge to me either, what is new to me today, is how I recognized one of his tactics in doing so.
My realization came as I happened across an old high school year book.  Because the spot chosen for it in the bookcase was within reach of the position I had taken sprawled out on the living room floor I ventured a look.  It was from my junior year, and as I picked out old pictures of my friends, I wondered at the styles and fads of the mid nineties, and how they might have effected these my friends in the course of their lives.
I believe that one of the temptations the adversary chooses is to seek to convince a person to make a dress or grooming decisions that are out on the edge of their personality.  Such decisions don't truly represent who they really are, or how they really feel necessarily, but maybe representative of a transitory mood, or a smaller part of them as they grow and progress, or even just a desire to be noticed or fit in.  The problem with making a decision such as this is that it sets a chain of reactions in motion. 
People make judgments about others based upon their appearance all the time.  Right or wrong, good or bad, it happens and at least to some degree the way people treat us is based upon their perceptions of us through the appearance we project.
Because of the veil, each of us is a bit of a mystery - to ourselves.  We don't remember who we were, and so many times we end up seeking for our identity, our place in the world, when we recognize a bad fit.  When we make fashion choices on the edge of, or disconnected from who we really are - or even when we make these decisions without respect for our eternal identity and hopes - we get into trouble.  People then treat us differently and we can be more easily convinced that we are in fact as our appearance may suggest to others.  Carefully and slowly we find ourselves systematically deceived with regard to who we really are.  Naturally, with this deception comes a decreased sense of self worth and all of the problems that can grow into.  These things start innocently enough (otherwise Satan wouldn't get any takers). Yet things as simple as the length or style of ones hair, the decision to grow facial hair or not, or the style and motif of the clothes that are worn might be slightly shifting slopes that lead us in effect - further from ourselves.