Glamour Shots by Heather

I do a lot of self portraits. But usually, it's not just me. G usually takes center stage, I'm off in the background somewhere, using the child to hide my chins.

As ever, I'm up for a challenge. I set out this week to try to take a decent self portrait.

And, five trillion photos later, I think I have a few.

Can I also mention my husband thinks I am nuts and keeps asking why the flash is going off? Don't worry, I told him I am taking shots of my skinned palms and knee from my running injury - which isn't totally a lie. I will post on that later. Back to the task at hand.

First, the sans makeup photo, the before photo. I just love how in weight loss/acne medication ads, they always make the person look as homely, depressed and crappy as possible.


Did I mention pissed off? I think I look pretty irritated. Mission accomplished. My eyebrows are even askew. Awesome. Calling eyebrow stylist after this post.

Now really, makeup is quite amazing, isn't it?

Here I am in profile. I've never been too fond of my nose, but hey, I kind of like the shot. You can see my elf ears, as my mother has them dubbed. They kind of point at the top, which you can't see. I may be part Vulcan.

Another in semi-profile, with a knowing smile.

Trust me, I'm not thinking about anything except how to hide my chins.

This next photo, well, I think it captures me pretty well.

Wild. Crazy. Nerdy.

And yes, my hair is that huge naturally. Tawny Kitaen, eat your heart out.

Did I mention, I'm a HUGE DORK?



So, world, this me, captured.

And if you, don't like it, tough.


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