Since my theme is mirrors,I thought it would naturally be best to start off with Sir Walter and his most favorite,the Baronetage:

" Sir Walter Elliot, of Kellynch Hall, in Somersetshire, was a man who, for his own amusement, never took up any book but the Baronetage: there he found occupation for an idle hour, and consolation in a distressed one; there his faculties were roused into admiration and respect, by contemplating the limited remnant of the earliest patents; there any unwelcome sensations, arising from domestic affairs, changed naturally into pity and contempt. As he turned over the almost endless creations of the last century, and there, if every other leaf were powerless, he could read his own history with an interest which never failed: this was the page at which the favourite volume always opened --"

Sir Walter admires his phyiscal appearance but adores his social one in a narcissist manner. His pride in his position"the blessings of a baronetcy" consoles him in times of trouble(which,due to his spendthift ways,he's now in)and helps to blind him to any real common sense he might had have at some point in life.