How come when I’m wasted at a party, camera-wielding arm outstretched, head glued to a friend’s cheek, I always take a great picture, but when I put on make-up, brush my hair and stand against a plain white wall to try to look like a respectable adult worthy of your hire or entrance into your country or a date or something, I look like I live under a bridge?
I needed to take a headshot for my visa for Thailand, and after about an hour of posing against every frikken white wall in my house, it occurred to me: maybe it’s not the light, maybe the real problem is that I think I’m better looking than I actually am?
How much would that suck?
Anyway, I finally got a usable shot but I won’t be trying that again without making sure my camera’s had a few beers first.




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November 30, 2009 at 5:38 pm
Juggle Jane
I laughed out loud at this b/c I have the same thought. What if I’m not as good looking as I think I am!? *gasp* Can’t wait to follow you (via blog) on your journey!