You know how some people don’t like having their picture taken? I don’t mind it. I’ve always been “photogenic” and little bit of a poser. As in, one who likes to pose. Of course, in the past couple of years, as I’ve gained weight, I’ve learned how to pose myself so that the extra weight just isn’t visible. I’ve gotten better about it since my recent weight loss, and after fully accepting that this is who I am….But that doesn’t stop me from preferring to take pictures from the “myspace” angle…you know the one I am talking about….when the Camera is about a foot higher than your head, and you look great and never have double chin and where one doesn’t quite look like themselves.
So, When I went home for Christmas, my mom informed my family (including my husband) that we would be taking family portraits, at JC Penney’s. I wasn’t to worried. My mom has always had our forma pictures be from the Bust up. I wasn’t feeling self conscious, my family had been telling me how great I looked. I was pumped. Until I saw the proofs…..
I cried in Penney’s. Hi, I look 6 months pregnant in this picture. Now, I was not sucking my stomach in, so in reality maybe this is what I look like. It doesn’t help that my brother (who is a Sergeant in the Marine Corps) is incredibly ripped and fit. Bastard. I didn’t want anything to do with this picture, and my mom didn’t end up ordering it.
She ordered this one….
This is also a picture that I would normally not be fond of…but I like it. Because we look natural in it. We were actually laughing and trying really hard to smile normally for the camera, and it was fun. This picture makes me happy, thinking about the fun memory I made with my brother, whom I don’t get to see very often.
Looking at these pictures, is hard and freeing at the same time. It’s just a picture. My face actually looks great in it, my hair looks spectacular, those jeans make my butt look great. So what if I an arching my back and pushing my stomach out. It’s me. And I accept that, or at least I am learning too.
