December 19 05

like Beth, for whatever reason, I do not photograph well.
my place, clearly, is behind the camera.

last night, during our annual martell family holiday secret santa gift exchange, i tried to get a picture of me opening my gift. i figured, hey, perfect time. i actually took a shower yesterday, blew my hair dry, and managed to put on some makeup. i was looking hot.

this is what happened.

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attempt #1 – business as usual…me, with my eyes half-mast.

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attempt #2 – me trying to close my eyes BEFORE the picture is taken. the husband snaps too soon.

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attempt #3 – let’s try black and white. nope. doesn’t help.

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attempt #4 – beginning to feel like that scene in “The Ring” where Rachel realizes that everyone who has seen the tape comes out distorted in photos. that’s me, folks. distorted.

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attempt #5 – move to different location. perhaps the lights are screwing with the picture. um, yeah. no. and no.

i’m beginning to think that the problem is only 50% mine. the other 50% goes to the photographer, who clearly can not take a decent photo.

crap.

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