I can't get over how much fun it is to have my picture taken. And I can't believe that I am saying that! I was somebody who avoided and shunned the camera -- I was terrified of it. I never knew how to stand to bring out my good side -- if I even had a good side. I never liked my pictures after they were taken, and even when I thought a picture came out halfway decent, I would analyze it to death and figure out something that I could criticize and not like about the picture.
One result of that fear and hatred of the camera is that I have very few pictures of myself over the years. I can live with not having a photo journey of me getting older. But what I do regret is that there are very few pictures of me with my kids as they were growing up. How I wish there were some of those poignant mother-child shots of my kids and me over the years. I have one that I positively treasure, and it was snapped by a stranger in an airport.
Eliminating this fear of the camera was one of the reasons why I started this whole adventure. I wanted to be comfortable in my own skin, and I thought that by taking pictures day after day, I would have a better idea of what works on me, what I like, and what I don't like. And you know? It's working. I am liking the camera more and more. It's so much fun!
I wonder if the kids growing up today, with all the multimedia that they are exposed to in the course of their lifetime, will have that fear of the camera that I had, and I wonder how it will affect their self-esteem.
sweater -- Charter Club (thrifted)
pants -- London Jean (Victoria's Secret)
shoes -- Thom McAn (Kmart)
We also had time today to restage the pictures with the colored tights using some of the suggestions I received. I think the boots were much better, but I think that I am still liking the belt, which almost everybody said I should ditch. I even experimented with another color -- a darker shade. I think that I like the darker color better, but honestly? I'm still sitting on that fence.
And here are some more of those fun pictures!
Do your kids know about your blog? I didn't tell mine initially because I think I was embarassed about it, but now I think they check in daily! It's so true that mothers are rarely snapped with their kids.
ReplyDelete@Terri -- It was harder for me to tell friends and acquaintances than my kids. I finally "came out," so-to-speak, on Facebook, and that was harder for me to do. I didn't want anybody to kind of burst my bubble, or think that I was too self-absorbed or materialistic or something. My older daughter has pretty much known about it from the start and I think she looks at it every day (she finally posted a comment). It's really nice, and I like that she does. My son -- he is just not into it at all, so I'm not sure if he even knows or not. But he did take pictures of me a few times, so he knows that I'm doing something. I'm kind of waiting for his girlfriend to see it.
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