I hate having my picture taken. I'm not like some people, though, who won't pose for a photo unless their hair is done and clothes are perfect and the angle is just right. I don't mind posing for silly, crazy, happy, couple-y or family photos; I just hate the results.
Some people are naturally photogenic. I am not one of those people. I practice my smiles in the mirror, I tilt my head one way or look another way and think, "That's not bad. I need to do that the next time a photo is taken." And then I do it (or think I've done it) and the photo is AWFUL. Seriously. No good at all.
The one thing I'm dreading most about getting married are the wedding photos. Candid photos there's not much I can do about. But the professional ones, the ones we'll want to keep forever - those I'm terrified about. I only plan on getting married once and I really want the pictures to be keepers. And parents and in-laws will be displaying them...I'm not getting married any time soon, but I've already got anxiety over the photos.
I think I have a problem.
Over the weekend, we were visiting friends in Simcoe with another couple and we took photos all weekend long. Since I took most of the pictures, I'm not in many, so I asked the Beau if he could snap a few shots of me, as proof I was there.
None of them are any good. Zip. Zilch. Nada. Nyet. Nien. Nil. Zero. Because he's crazy, he likes this photo:
It's a thing, that's for sure, one I'm not sure how to get over.