The mirrors they put in the kids dressing rooms at department stores are pathetic. At least the one in the waiting area just outside the rooms is. The one I saw had bipolar disorder. I’m a convex mirror, no I’m a concave mirror, no I’m a convex mirror. I guess they think it will be more entertaining for kids to look at themselves in a clown mirror since they usually aren’t the one making the decision about buying the clothing. I, however, found it VERY disturbing since the only one being reflected in the mirror at the time was me.