Love Your Self[ie]
I hate selfies. No, I don’t hate your selfie (in fact I probably love it), and I don’t hate trying to reach my awkwardly long arms out in the perfect angle, with the perfect lighting to capture how hot I look today. I just don’t like being in pictures. I don’t know if I’ve always been this way, honestly. If I scour the archives, I can find some pretty golden selfies taken with some OG flip-phones.
Maybe that was confidence, trying to get the perfect MySpace profile picture, or just some really good filter work.
But now, my face has gotten a little bit rounder with each child. I have a lump on one side of my face that I’m procrastinating getting removed. My eyebrows look like their parents were first-cousins. The list goes on.
I’m ready to take that list, and burn it.
Since starting my blog, I’ve realized some really interesting things. My posts on social media do much better when my face is in the picture, or even the back of my head. I am still learning a lot, and don’t really have the resources to put myself in front of the camera very often, but when it happens, people respond.
Maybe it’s because they’re sick of seeing my kids, but I think most of it has to do with the fact that you guys (yes you, the reader, the Instagram liker) are able to stick a face on the mouth that is writing the witty caption. Hehe.
The other thing I have realized is, that in order to make (a little) money, you have to take pictures. And sometimes, things just don’t make sense for your kids. (i.e. this post with Jord Watches, totally not a kid-friendly watch) Which means, I have to be in pictures.. this totally interferes with my fear of being in pictures.
Yes. Fear. Because honestly, there is no reason why I should not be in pictures. Taking selfies when I’m out with my friends, on a date with my husband, or when my winged eyeliner looks bomb. That is a rare occasion that DESERVES to be documented.
So I admit, that I am afraid of pictures. I am letting what other people *might* think of me, interfere with my ability to live my life, pursue a passion, and do it well. I don’t want this to be the case going forward. I’m going to learn to love my self, love my selfie, and step in front of the lens. (And hopefully behind it more too, because… iPhone “photography” can only take you so far.)
No, I probably won’t post any dog-filtered selfies with my 3 generation-old iPhone, but I will step in front of the camera more, and be less afraid of what you think of me.
“The King is enthralled by your beauty, honor Him for He is your LORD”- Psalm 45:11