Today I asked my OH to take a nice picture of me so I could actually have a photo of myself in the Maldives with an amazing view behind me.
Big mistake:
Pic 1&2- I look like an ant in the general scope of things
Pic 3&4- my breasts look the same size as my sticky out belly. Typical no breast, all ass and a soft belly syndrome
Pic 5- I actually look nice and curvy! Face, all scrunched up...
When I asked for another picture, he is too hungry but not hungry enough to go back in, take the big camera and come back out again.
Apparently I am not supposed to get mad at the fact that he hasn't learnt the art of photography and composition. And I guess i can't be so hard on him because he isn't the adoring, "take a dozen memories of my girlfriend doing everything" sort of guy.
He takes awkward photos of me- funny faces, double chin, belly rolls, eating with my mouth wide open sort of pictures. Pictures which go in the "never to post" archive. Pictures which only he can appreciate...after all, he married me...
And since I have an aversion to too many selfies and the selfie stick, this is why you will never see pictures of myself on any form of social media. Or anything else for that matter, unless I go on holiday with a bunch of girlfriends or people who actually like photography or have a bit of know how.
Till then, my memories are but a trace of scenery pictures and the foods I enjoy around the world...
Xoxo, the traveller without a face...:(
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