May I Come In?

How come when I’m wasted at a party, camera-wielding arm outstretched, head glued to a friend’s cheek, I always take a great picture, but when I put on make-up, brush my hair and stand against a plain white wall to try to look like a respectable adult worthy of your hire or entrance into your country or a date or something,  I look like I live under a bridge?

I needed to take a headshot for my visa for Thailand, and after about an hour of posing against every frikken white wall in my house, it occurred to me: maybe it’s not the light, maybe the real problem is that I think I’m better looking than I actually am?

How much would that suck?

Anyway, I finally got a usable shot but I won’t be trying that again without making sure my camera’s had a few beers first.

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2 Comments

  1. Posted November 30, 2009 at 5:38 pm | Permalink

    I laughed out loud at this b/c I have the same thought. What if I’m not as good looking as I think I am!? *gasp* Can’t wait to follow you (via blog) on your journey!

  2. Posted July 6, 2010 at 2:11 pm | Permalink

    This is known that money makes us disembarrass. But what to do when one doesn’t have money? The only one way is to receive the business loans and term loan.

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