Blink: Or What You Can Tell Just By Looking at Her Room

So, I started reading Malcolm Gladwell’s Blink because I couldn’t find Outliers at the used book store and I refuse to pay full price for the Outliers at a new book store even though I’m in the market for a book to COMPLETELY CHANGE MY LIFE. I don’t think that is going to happen with Blink, but I did learn an interesting tidbit or two. In Blink, Gladwell BEATS US OVER THE FREAKIN’ HEAD with the idea of trusting your instincts and taking heed in first impressions.

He mentions that a lot can be said about a person just by scanning their bedroom. He proves his point by describing an experiment where the personality traits of 80 students were judged by their closest friends and complete strangers who scanned their dorm rooms for 15 minutes. What the mastermind of the experiment- psychologist Samuel Gosling- found is that the strangers did an equally successful job at describing people they never met.

How can this be?

Well, Gosling says that “a person’s bedroom gives three kinds of clues to his or her personality.” Those clues are(taken directly from the book):

As I sat on my bed reading Blink, I began scanning my room and thinking about how I want to be viewed by the world. My eyes stopped on the mannequin head holding my collapsible top hat and Freddie Mercury reusable mustache and it was then I realized how I must look to the world.

Instead of a Harvard degree up on the wall, I have a homemade, eyeless Frank Zappa mask that awarded me an overall A+ in my college World Religion class. Instead of pictures from my college days with friends, I have my prized photos with David Byrne, Paul Reubens, and Jeff Goldblum. Instead of decorative pillows on my bed, I have a baby doll from Goodwill that I glued my leftover Halloween costume chest hair to its head and gouged its eyes in with a screwdriver (there is an explanation for this and actually revolves solely around a future blog post).

Because I’ve yet to own my own house, I have yet to see the importance in buying expensive furniture. I’m still at the age where I want the ability to bolt to anywhere at anytime without any sort of “stuff” holding me back. This is a mindset I need to change for it appears that I’m not leaving Austin anytime soon. Because I do not take pride in the furniture I own, I do put a lot of value on the mementos that sum up my life. Photos from trips, concert tickets, vintage pictures of my family, antique postcards, film festival badges, art projects, pictures of idols, and magazine cutouts.