This is a flower that is popping up all over the place at the moment.
It's also a state of mind. Many might know people with such a tendency (the fashion industry thrives of them). The name comes from a Greek myth about a boy that fell in love with his own reflection in a pool of water and was turned into the before-mention flower by the nymph Echo, because he had rejected her.
Okay, too much information...
Anyway, the point I want to make is that these people also have needs, desires, and...talent. Here's a poem written by one:
Roses are red,
Violets are blue;
I love me,
And so do I.
Isn't that touching? Don't you wish that you could enjoy such feelings about yourself?
Nb. I know that violets are not blue, but the bloody thing has to rhyme...even though it doesn't.