Soaring To New Bloggy Heights Of Embarrassment And Discomfort

Okay. Pictures. Okay.

OKAY!

First of all, I tried to take a “before” picture at Mama’s house the other night. At which point I decided that I HAD NEVER FELT MORE SILLY IN MY LIFE.

Now in my defense, this was right after I’d washed my face and put on pajamas. I was trying to get the camera at an angle so you could see how long my hair was, but I never could get it right because of having to lift my arms to take the picture (OH, THE EFFORT OF IT ALL). So you will just have to trust me when I tell you that my hair was about three inches longer than it is now.

A purpose-less, mousy mess that hit right below my shoulders.

And notice that I still had my sunglasses up on my head, RIGHT WHERE THEY SHOULD BE.

So I decided to take off the glasses SINCE IT WAS NIGHTTIME, but I didn’t get much better results.

ATTRACTIVE!

Surprisingly, I’ve never been asked to do much modeling work.

(Silly me. I thought the double chin / pointy nose / deer-in-headlights look was all the fashion rage.)

Anyway, Friday afternoon I tried to take another round of pictures after Liza worked her magic. But apparently I thought of something unpleasant right as I was snapping the first picture.

Not to mention that you can’t tell a blessed thing about what my hair looks like.

And then I tried to take a picture of the back of my head.

But I missed.

So.

That brings us to today.

Here’s what my hair looked like this afternoon after I dried it (yes, I said “afternoon” – I HAD SOME LAUNDRY TO DO THIS MORNING, OKAY?). For some reason it’s impossible for me to fix my hair without the ends flipping up, even though Liza very professionally turned under every single strand. I guess I just don’t have the turning-under gene.

And here’s the front – probably an inch longer than the back. I had a bit of difficulty with the zoom in that I didn’t know I was using it, so I do hope the proximity of my face doesn’t frighten you.

And believe you me, I couldn’t have been happier when I looked at this picture and realized that my chin(s) didn’t make it into the frame. So I knew right away that I HAD ME A WINNER.

I did put on a little lipstick for y’all, though apparently I forgot about the mascara.

I’ll try to do better the next time I post pictures of myself.

Which will be, you know, NEVER.