When I finally surrendered to the idea of full-body photos rather than headless selfies for this blog, I swore I would never do the duck face. I just can’t do it without cracking up anyway, so the vow felt a bit irrelevant.
Still, if I was committing to daily photos, I knew I needed a strategy to overcome my extreme discomfort in front of a camera. I knew for a fact that posing and smiling head-on would be a disaster – I always end up looking like the Joker. I just don’t know how other bloggers do it. I envy their straightforward photogenic-ness.
Now that I’m coming up on month 8 of consistent daily blogging and have tons of photos to reflect upon, however, I realize I have my own brand of signature smile. Actually, I have two: the eyes-wide-open, mouth-open-in-mid-sentence, I-look-like-a-surprised-baboon one or the head-tilted-up, I-might-be-praying-to-God, toothy-grin one.
Both smiles are of me captured in photographic in media res, and the only way to ensure they happen is if I’m actively engaging with someone off camera: telling a story or laughing at a joke.
But what if there’s no joke to laugh at or no story to tell? It’s getting quite challenging coming up with talking points every morning. Almost as challenging as coming up with blog post commentary. I guess I should start practicing posing and smiling for the camera after all.
Meanwhile, as I continue to struggle with my picture issues, I present today’s offering: an eBay splurge after a blogger I follow showcased her Jason Wu haul. I love the bicycle print. I love the contrasting collar. I especially love the swingy skirt.
But I’m not in love with the lack of waist due to the fact that I ordered it a size too big. Of course, being me, I refuse to let it go without a fight. I paid good money, darn it, and I’m at least gonna wear it once before it gets culled!
The cropped denim jacket gives it structure and so does the belt, but I really wish I could wear it on its own instead of having to camouflage its faults. After all, throwing on a dress is supposed to be a no-brainer.
Sheesh! Leave it to me to save my least desirable ensemble for Friday. Guess I’m just ready for the weekend. It’s been a long five days…