Taking a photo of my t-shirt is proving difficult. It’s like the perfect storm of photography. Turns out, it’s not exactly photogenic. It looks like hell hanging on a hanger and the color is almost impossible to capture correctly. It’s really a muted rosy pink. But every photo of it suggests it might be possessed with the evil spirit of Neon. Out, out, you vile thing.
So, I figured, why not take a photo of it ON. That makes sense, right? Never mind that I just wrote a piece about self doubt yesterday. Never mind I have a few weight issues. Ahem, let’s just say it, I’m PUDGY. (even if I “don’t look like an overweight person”. pfft) If I was a Nancy Drew character I would be Bess Marvin, the side-kick who was always described as “pleasantly plump.” Yeah, that’s me. Juicy. And like my t-shirt, I’m not exactly photogenic. I’m not. No, please don’t tell me I am. The photos you see of me are the select few that I allow to be published. Control your image, that’s what I say.
Anyhow, turns out, IZ is a terrible photographer. I knew this to begin with, but I have selective amnesia sometimes. I’m ever hopeful he’ll get at least one shot that doesn’t make me look like a beached whale. Or in this case, a curvy Bess Marvin wearing a neon shirt. Oy! The self shots I took are WAY better than the truth-telling wide angle lens shots he got of me. Shots I promptly deleted. (Oh, the joys of digital. No more waiting three days to see what you already know to be true: time to hit the gym, girlfriend.) I had no choice, I snatched my camera back.
It also turns out that I live in a ridiculously yellow house. No amount of juggling my very heavy camera would alleviate this, as every angle seemed to grow only more yellow. Jaundice anyone? So, I ran upstairs to take a few photos in our tranquil blue-green bedroom. If anyone were to look at the recent history in my iphoto account, they’d call me out for the narcissist that I am. Holy cow, you really can take a hundred bad photos. Ok, I exaggerate. But only slightly. It’s not my fault that there were errant socks in one frame, right? Or a ring of dust in another, or an unmade bed. And, what’s that coffee cup doing there?
What was that I was saying about controlling the image?
So, this girl in the mirror. This girl needs to lose a little weight. She needs to learn to love herself enough to do so. She also needs to recognize her strengths. Like writing an amusing sentence. Or telling a funny joke or tackling sewing projects without patterns. Or baking really fattening yummy desserts. She might want to consider not baking the really fattening yummy desserts so much. But she could also lighten up on herself while she’s in the process of lightening herself up.
And she should probably clean her room.
This girl is intelligent and kind, as well as vibrant and beautiful. She is sensitive and supportive to her friends and family. She is brave enough to come up to Seattle to hang out with other bloggers, and is an interesting, and talented person. I am VERY, VERY glad that I know this girl.
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Thank you, Margaret. I’m afraid you made me cry. I’m kinda weepy sometimes. 😀 ~W
Oh my God, your self-esteem issues might even be worse than mine. I was looking at those pictures thinking how freakin’ adorable you look AND how beautiful your decor is.
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Thank you. See, I shouldn’t put photos of myself up… I can’t really. YES, my self esteem is in the toilet in this regard (in most!) but, on the flip… nobody would want me putting up photos saying, “DUDE, I’M HAWT.” heh. And now I’m all embarrassed. ~W
I know the point is to get over all the superficial stuff, but honestly, can I just say how beautiful you are? Puhleeeeze! And truly, the eyes, the grin – they speak in volumes MUCH louder than any measurable part of your body could (and they’re telling the story I want to hear!)!!
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Stacey… thank you. This is such a real comment… and I’m grinning. 😀 ~W
You are very hard on yourself and if I may be so bold, not overweight, very talented and all those things that Margaret just wrote.
Nevertheless…it’s a lovely jersey knit shirt and I love the poppies. Maybe Iz is a better model then a photographer…put the shirt on him and you take the picture.
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Oh my goodness, Karan. I wept, wept when I read this comment: I was laughing that hard. You slay me. You do, you do, you do. 😀 ~W
The shirt is adorable and I love Karan’s idea that IZ should model it. It might not fit him, though, so I think Boy Wonder should model it for us.
When you get a moment, will you please adjust the lampshade? It’s just a smidgeon off center. Thanks! 🙂
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Yeah, Boy Wonder said no. And I’ll fix the lamp shade, just for you. 😛 ~W
Pppft. I’m not commenting because you are ridiculous. Bess Marvin? Girl please.
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Like I said, “Control your image.” There is a reason you only see flattering photos of me. I’m vain. Ha! ~W
Are you implying, by wearing a finished non-puckering actually-fitting jersey shirt, that it is possible to sew a non-puckering actually fitting jersey shirt?
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Overlock, baby. Overlock! ~W
i know you don’t want to hear this, but EVERYTHING in those shots is PERFECT. i love your red hair with those glasses, and that shirt is darling!! and your house looks sorta new-vintagey….too cute!!
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That’s because a Thrift store exploded in my house. (and thank you!) 😀 ~W
Oh hell no… even I have limits on how far I will go for my sweet. You really are the best photographer in the house. Love your self portraits!
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Hell no is right, no way I’m letting you in my shirt. TYVM. ~W
You must still get carded when you go into pubs (and I mean that in a good way.) You got it goin’ on girl!!!
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Heh… I never get to a pub anymore. But, if I must confess, yeah, at Safeway. 😀 ~W
Stinkin’ adorable… you, the shirt, and the room.
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😀 Thank you. That word always makes me think of the term “stink eye.” Hee. ~W
Great shirt. Great rooms. Great photos. And, I love that you share your weaknesses with your readers — it’s hard to resist the urge to smooth out all the rough edges and make yourself into who you think you want to be rather than being who you are.
Not that I’ve got the market cornered on self-honesty or anything. Sometimes we see best in others what we should work on in ourselves! 🙂
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Isn’t it hard? I fight the urge to make it all pretty. On the opposing side, I don’t think anyone wants to see photos of my laundry. (which for the record spends more time on my couch than I do!) It’s such a fine line. I’m like any human being, I have growth edges galore. I’m working on them… and I kinda hope as I work on them in public that A.) they lose some of their hold on me, B.) I find some support along the way, and C.) I find a way to keep it all in perspective. 😀 I’m SO SO SO glad my readership gets it. ~W
Oh…you have to take 100 pictures to get the perfect ones that you did! Sounds like you’re a bit like me…your own worst critic! I love the shirt…love the colors…and love your honesty…Rich and I went on a road trip yesterday…and he took a great picture that made me crack up…but the first words out of my mouth were, “gawds I look fat!” …
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Heh… I don’t know what it is about IZ and a camera… but I think part of it is I get really self-conscious around him when he’s pointing the camera at me. I suspect that insecurity shows up in my photos. So, I hear you. ~W
Oh my gosh, you are ADORABLE! How come I never noticed how gorgeous you are, my dear?
I vow to stay out of the wicked sun this summer so I can achieve your beautiful, milky soft complexion. No fair! Or, ‘eh, that is I want to BE fair. ‘Eh,…whatever!
😉
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Ah yes, I’m pale. I have a Seattle tan. Ha ha ha. And thank you! ~W
Ok, you told us not to tell you your photogenic, but you DO look cute in pictures. 🙂 I love the color of your room. If I weren’t in CG housing, I think I’d paint my whole house aqua. Oh well. 🙂 And by the way. You are NOT plump, you’re fluffy, like me. Fluffy Chicks Rule!!! 🙂
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“Yous not fat, yous fluffy”… IZ says that to me all the time. It must be a line from something, not that I recognize it. 😀 ~W