Do you fear the Selfie?
I’m not a fan of the Selfie. In fact, I don’t like photos of myself much at all, or seeing myself on video, or hearing my voice recorded. This is because I think I look and sound silly. I suppose, if we keep analyzing this further, what I see or hear doesn’t meet the standards I have for myself. Mmmm . . . perfectionist? . . . . type A personality?
But that changed today.
Pretty amazing, hey? I didn’t think it would ever change.
Last week’s topic for Macarla Shepard’s 52 week photo challenge was Selfie. When I read the topic I let out a little internal groan and thought “I don’t want to do this, I hate Selfie’s”. So I procrastinated about it all week. Yesterday I shared with the photo group that I’m scared of the Selfie and I got some fantastic encouragement. After all, it’s a photo challenge, and challenges mean getting out of my comfort zone.
So this morning I vowed it would be the first thing I did. Even before having breakfast and a cup of tea. There would be no procrastination.
So I jumped out of bed, put my favourite dress on, styled my hair, did my skin care routine and even put a little tiny bit of make up on. And I very rarely wear make up. I was ready to go.
So headed out to the verandah and took a few tester photos against the white wall. “Not bad, not bad at all” I thought.
I then rigged up a funny looking “tripod”, found the timer function on my camera and off I went. I had the photo I wanted in a couple of shots. And I was a happy camper.
And I feel good. I did something I didn’t think I could do, and I didn’t really want to do it. But I pushed my boundaries and I did it.
Nice.
So, now I should show you the photo. What do you think?
Do you fear the Selfie?
Lynda xox.
