Sussanah made an excellent point in a recent post that we Mums don't like having our photos taken. That's me. Hate photographs of me. She dared us to post a self-portrait.
My son says in the morning "Mum, why do you put that stuff on your face? I like you without it". He's a good boy that one. My daughter doesn't like photographs of herself. I'd rather that she was comfortable with her image. So this one's for her.
Blossom, if Mummy can put her face out there in all its seasons, so can you.
So here, at great expense to my photos.on.blogs.rule, is a collage of about every photo I have of myself in the last year or so. I'm usually on the other side of the camera and actively avoid photos of me.
I had to scrape around a bit. (I hope you like the shot of my ear. I really did have to scrape around a bit ot fill the collage.)
The first two photos were taken last night. They are out of focus because I was using the timer thingy on the camera and stuffed it up. It was 11.3opm, I'd just turned off my computer and I'm still in the clothes I walked out of the house in at 8.30am (this is what I wear to Pilates). At 8.30am I had mascara and lip gloss on. By 11.30 it was long gone.
The other photos of me were mostly taken by my children.
