confession: i love taking pictures of myself. maybe i've confessed this before. it's not necessarily because i think i am just so breathtaking (ha!) that i have to be captured on [invisible digital] film...it's probably more due to the fact that i am my only willing subject. (when i was growing up my dog and cats were occasionally forced into serving as my photographic victims--props and outfits included.)
when i was bored in high school i used to do my hair and makeup and take pictures of myself, playing around with the lighting (this was before instagram filters) and practicing my "serious model face" and working on trying to smile while still keeping my squinty eyes visible.
obviously my modeling career never took off. but i still retain an adolescent love of self-portraits. it's just fun, okay? now that you know the extent of my vanity...
i've been taking a lot of pictures of my hair lately, because i may not cut it this short again and i want to remember it. also, it seems like it changes almost weekly so it's fun to look back. and when i'm having a really bad hair day it helps to look at pictures from a few days or weeks ago when my hair looked cute. (looking at pictures of my long hair just depresses me because it feels so far away.)
i did an "updo"(and i use that term veeeeeery loosely here) today, which basically consisted of tying a headband (a.k.a. the hem of my grey t-shirt that i cut off) around my head and jamming a million bobby pins into the rest of it until it stayed back. it doesn't look as cute as i thought it would. it reminds me of this hairstyle i used to do in 6th grade, when i would pin my hair back with about 20 different butterfly clips in a cacophony of colors. i thought it was trendy and awesome. in reality (i've seen pictures) it was mostly just ridiculous.
that fuzz at the bottom is my hair...i was trying to take a picture with the ipad of the back of my head.
this is what happens to my head when i blowdry my hair upside-down.
and in other, non-self-focused news, we (meaning silas with a tiny bit of assistance from me) finally bunked up the boys' beds. they love it.
also, just a reminder that i'm making my blog private, so if you want to keep reading and haven't sent me your email, you can leave it in the comments or email me (email@example.com). and for those who have asked, it's just because i've gotten some sketchy websites showing up in the referring URLs and, since i have kids, i'd feel more comfortable narrowing down my audience. however, if you are a normal person and have been secretly stalking me (and if you are, there is a very good chance i have read your blog too, since i am the blog stalking queen), now is the time to de-lurk!! you don't have to know me to read the blog. you just have to not be a creeper.