My job is behind a camera. Seriously! It is! Don't take pictures of me... I won't like it. I can make you look and feel beautiful, handsome, sexy, fun.. insert more adjectives here... BUT when I go to have pictures of myself taken, things go wrong. Terribly wrong!
I don't know what it is... maybe the camera senses an intruder, it knows. It knows that someone foreign is handling it and it's proper owner is in front. Maybe my body physically rejects photos of me taken.. like the flash actually sends me into spaz mode. But almost never do I get a photo of me and go... "Heck Yeah, I like it!". What I do get is eyes half closed, funky poses, sticking my tongue out, talking.. the list continues.
So I have given up... until today! Today I let the assistant fire a few pics of myself or me and the kiddos..l You can judge for yourself if I should resume the position behind the lens!
You don't actually have to tell me.... I'm behind the camera again! :)
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