For weeks and weeks, months and months, years and years, I’ve known Danny and myself needed to take some portraits. But I have thought of every imaginable and legitimate excuse -I’m pregnant, fat, need a new hair cut, or hair color, need a pedicure, manicure, don’t like the way I look on pictures, did I say I’m fat?- to postpone this long overdue session.
So if you haven’t guessed already, yes, I don’t feel comfortable in front of the camera. Or to better phrase it, I don’t like the way I look on pictures. Every single year for as far as I can remember, my mom made me take a portrait. Raise your chin, tilt your head, and click. Love it or hate it, you only got one shot. I usually hated them, but my mom displayed every single one of those portraits with pride.
Fast forward to this portrait session. Lowered your head, move a bit and DON’T Laugh. Darling the more you tell me not to laugh, the more I laugh, so please take it fast.
So this time, I decided to let my guard down, and chose our outtakes as My Photos of the Week.
Without realizing, I’m following on my moms footsteps, and with the help of digital, I turned the yearly portrait session into a weekly photo session for Isabella.