There is something about pictures that can build you up or tear you down. I came across a photo of me at a club dancing that was so horrific I would have jumped off the nearest cliff if there had been one. I know…it’s just a picture but really…it wasn’t. I tried to tag it here just to give you the full horridness of it but it wasn’t working and besides I really don’t ever want to see it again. Just picture a wrinkly, pale, sweaty, zombie, baby diaper and you will get close. Anyway, I showed it to a friend and we laughed hard for nearly 15 minutes…good therapy. I really despised that camera’s perspective.
Whenever I feel down on myself or feel ugly I have a photoshoot. All it takes is one good photo out of a hundred bad ones to remind you that it is all about perspective. The photo here of course doesn’t look like me anymore than the terrible picture I saw looked like me. But they affect our self image. My husband took these two photo’s and I will use them to give myself confidence, something in these pictures really is a part of me. I like these pictures, I like the colors, I like that pictures can be made to look pretty.