For as much as I love to photograph others and make silly faces for the camera, the shots I plan/edit the most are the ones of myself. So here's me with no hands up, no moving for better lighting, no searching for better backgrounds - just me.I swore I would never succumb to the perils of egocentricity: blogging, tweeting, facebook status updates, etc. and yet here I am.
I've been doing a lot of thinking, per usual, and I figure it couldn't hurt to share.
My thoughts of late have been surrounding career uncertainty, the dichotomy of the "good girl" and the "wild child" that are both alive and well inside of me, approaching the arbitrarily determined age of 28 and how I'm astonished at the number of gray hairs I have acquired, and how as I have gotten older I really love the color of my hair and don't want to dye it.
Also, if starting a relationship the right way fails, does that mean that trying to start one off of a drunken one night stand could have a chance at working?
Should I leave my dead-end, unfulfilling job and go volunteer in hurricane-ravaged Haiti for a couple weeks, then come back and start over with a fresh perspective of gratitude?
Would I be inspired to actually cook more as opposed to ordering out/eating out/defrosting if I purchased the fabulous apron I just saw at Anthropologie last night?
Welcome to my world :)
Love it, and love you.
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