I work in Asia, and most of the people that I interact with on a daily basis are Asians, with Asian facial features. It gets to the point where the Asian face becomes the “norm” for me. Then when I see a Western face, I get confused.
It’s a strange feeling. I look at myself in the mirror, and my reaction is: what a funny-looking person. His eyes are sunken in, face is pale, and look at the size of that dude’s nose!
This phenomenon reminds me of the line in the famous Robert Burns poem:
Oh, would some Power give us the gift
To see ourselves as others see us!
Not really a gift, of course. Especially in my case. Sheesh, the schnoz on that guy…