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Smile for the camera

October 29, 2009

Growing up I was always camera-shy. I never liked my teeth, my cheeks were round and pudgy, and the hair…don’t get me started on the hair. Although I had beautiful long blonde hair as a child, there was a lot of it. Volume, I mean. Kids said things like, “Your ponytail looks like a horse’s tail,” and “How can you fit a hat on that hair?” Nice.

I was pregnant for most of my 20s and early 30s — I have four kids — so I avoided the camera at all costs. Maternity clothes were not what they are today, and the tent-like blouses with flowers and cute bunnies on them did not flatter my robust new figure.

Now that I am an over 40-year-old woman, I regret those days when I ran from the camera. I think of all the great photo opportunities that I missed, when my face was pink and slightly freckled, smooth and young. It almost makes me cry to think of the time I wasted!

Today I am just thankful that the airlines don’t charge me extra for the carry-on baggage I bring with me on the plane — under my eyes! I don’t know exactly when I noticed that my face started to change. It was long before my eyesight started to go. I remember looking in the mirror and thinking “I don’t remember that freckle.” Oh, it’s an age spot, I realize. Little did I know, that age spot decided to raise a family — on my face. Age spots, wrinkles, little carry-on bags under my eyes. My face has definitely transformed over the past 5 years.

So, the camera thing. Well, I need a new profile picture for my Web site. And the more I smile, the more my face…well, you get the picture. When they say that the youth is wasted on the young, they aren’t kidding. Those smiling 30 year-olds…they don’t appreciate it. Little do they know that one day they will be looking at pictures that their husband took of them and begging him to find a way to erase the creases.

But I refuse to stop smiling. And I don’t want to keep hiding from the camera. My husband is a whiz with Photoshop so I feel confident that my profile picture will be wrinkle-free. In real life, however, it’s all me. No touch-ups. So if you want to be my friend, be warned, I come with a little extra baggage.

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One Comment leave one →
  1. Karen permalink
    October 30, 2009 1:42 pm

    Bravo, Gwen!

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