Selfie-A-Day Week #1

Full disclosure. I’m already SO over this Selfie-A-Day project. 7 days in and I’m already hating it, so don’t be surprised if the next entry in my constantly-forgotten blog is about how I gave up on it. I guess it would be different if I was taking pictures of other things on my phone and putting them up on Instagram, so it looked like I had an actual life, but as it stands, I don’t really. It’s cold so I don’t wanna go out and I just spent an entire weekend being out and doing shows so all I wanna do right now is sit on the couch and re-watch SATC (that first season was so weird, you guys). That doesn’t make for interesting selfies. Except for that one where I’m crying. It’s been a weird 2014 so far, no judgement, plz.

Selfie-A-Days 1-6

I think this adequately shows my full range of emotions: hungover-as-fuck and henious-as-fuck. Those are real emotions, in case anyone was wondering.

Selfie-A-Day #7

This is what I looked like (except wearing a black wool coat and scarf) when a man approached me on the St. Andrew station platform and said, “Excuse me, I mean this with the utmost respect, but you look absolutely stunning,” before walking away. UH, I ALREADY KNEW THAT, BUDDY.

(Seriously, what a very nice man to say that. That made me feel very nice.)

Ugh. Can I just PLEASE be a photographer’s muse so I can have beautiful, non-iPhone photos of me that I can make as my profile picture? THAT’S ALL I EVER WANT IN LIFE.

Except for being the clue in a crossword puzzle. That’s still for sure all I ever want in this life.