Wednesday, December 1, 2010
A couple of goof balls
It's very rare that my husband and I are in a photo together.
Usually, I take photos of him when we travel.
I have to urge him to take my picture as proof that I was actually on vacation with him.
I'm not very photogenic but occasionally I'll see myself and think, " it's not too bad"
This past weekend, the day after Thanksgiving,
we traveled to Carlsbad, California near San Diego to visit my sister.
Sunday, just before leaving to come home I took out the tri-pod and made my husband pose with me.
I am surprised that I look so happy.
I am extremely critical of my looks and I find and pick at my flaws constantly.
Evn though this captures the essence of me, I cringe when I see my that my stomach isn't flat
and that my hands look much older than they should.
My smile is crooked, my teeth aren't straight, my smile lines are too deep, I have more than one chin and no neck or should I say lots of fat under that chin.
My profile is scary. I'm not perfect and I'm not beautiful.
But all in all
after all the critiquing I've done
I am satisfied that I took a decent picture.
I'm pretty confident in myself,
but when I get behind the camera I'm not natural at all.
Sometimes though, I am surprised that I look like how I feel.
In these photos I am much more natural than if I was posing for someone else.
My sister on the other hand, is very natural behind the camera.
She is beautiful and photogenic.
It's hard to believe that we come from the same family.
We don't look alike at all.