Nebulous Mooch

Because I look up to my little sister so much, I’ve started taking lots of pictures of myself. Most of the time my sister’s camera is full of pictures of herself taken at arm’s length.

Have you ever had a favorite article of clothing that you thought you looked really good in until you saw a picture of yourself wearing it? Let’s just say that my newest hobby has taught me some interesting things about my wardrobe.  The jeans that I thought looked great on me sag oddly in the crotch region. My favorite short-sleeved sweater makes me look like I have a giant stomach. There goes my plans of starting a style blog.

When I confronted my husband for not telling me about the abomination that is my wardrobe he claimed to not have noticed. I’ll give him a break because he isn’t exactly the epitome of style. I won’t give him a break for not telling me that I had a booger hanging out of my nose before I went to my passport interview though.

Here’s a picture I took of myself the other day in the questionable sweater. I had to twist around to get rid of the appearance of a giant stomach.

Sometimes I look at these pictures and swear I have a lazy eye.

Easter came and went and I found myself wondering when spring would finally start.

“Isn’t Easter supposed to mark the beginning of spring?” I asked my husband as I looked out the window at the dreary day.

Spring may have been a little late to the party this year, but she’s finally arrived in the fanciest party dress she could friend. Finally, I can see blue skies and sunshine. It’s such a relief. I don’t feel like drowning myself in the bathtub any more.  Okay, I’m being a bit melodramatic. I was never going to drown myself in the bathtub. Maybe I would just put my face under the water for a few seconds which is technically not drowning.

A few minutes after my husband left for a gig the other day he called me. “Would you do me a favor?” he asked. “Go outside and take a picture of the sky. It’s amazing.”

I had just gotten home from work and had already seen the amazing sky. Even though I grew up with a darkroom in my house and majored in photography for my first couple years of college, taking a picture of the sky hadn’t even cross my mind.