It is the best photo I have ever taken.
In it, I'm sitting down, my head is resting on my arms, and my hair has that "just rolled out of bed" look that only hundred dollar hair gel can provide. (Ironically, when I actually roll out of bed, I look nothing like what I do in that photo.)
I wasn't intending to take a good photo. Then again, I guess nobody ever intends to take a bad one. I was just goofing around with the camera on my computer and bang!--Perfection.
My arms look bigger, more athletic, and my face has that dull, vacant look that normally only Abercrombie models can master. In other words, I look muscular and stupid.
The double whammy.
For awhile, I made it my primary photo on Facebook, and the response was wild. Clearly most people weren't aware I could look that good. I don't blame them; I was in the same boat.
A member of my family actually messaged me to ask if I'd had plastic surgery.
"On what?" I wanted to ask.
I guess we all have that one photo where we look fantastic. Now that everyone's on social networking sites, we're constantly looking for that perfect photo we can put online that best represents us. It's always been common sense to dress up for job interviews or first dates, but now that so many people see us for the first time over the Internet, we're all looking for that ideal snapshot.
The problem with mine was that I didn't feel like it represented me. It looked like a totally different person. Maybe a fraternal twin, at best. It didn't seem right leaving the photo up. I felt like I was turning in somebody else's term paper in 9th grade.
So after a good run, I took the photo down. You can still find it buried amongst my Facebook photos, but now I opt for more accurate representations.
Try as I might to replicate the photo, I've never been able to. Who knows? Maybe one day I'll even look like the guy in the photo.
In it, I'm sitting down, my head is resting on my arms, and my hair has that "just rolled out of bed" look that only hundred dollar hair gel can provide. (Ironically, when I actually roll out of bed, I look nothing like what I do in that photo.)
I wasn't intending to take a good photo. Then again, I guess nobody ever intends to take a bad one. I was just goofing around with the camera on my computer and bang!--Perfection.
My arms look bigger, more athletic, and my face has that dull, vacant look that normally only Abercrombie models can master. In other words, I look muscular and stupid.
The double whammy.
For awhile, I made it my primary photo on Facebook, and the response was wild. Clearly most people weren't aware I could look that good. I don't blame them; I was in the same boat.
A member of my family actually messaged me to ask if I'd had plastic surgery.
"On what?" I wanted to ask.
I guess we all have that one photo where we look fantastic. Now that everyone's on social networking sites, we're constantly looking for that perfect photo we can put online that best represents us. It's always been common sense to dress up for job interviews or first dates, but now that so many people see us for the first time over the Internet, we're all looking for that ideal snapshot.
The problem with mine was that I didn't feel like it represented me. It looked like a totally different person. Maybe a fraternal twin, at best. It didn't seem right leaving the photo up. I felt like I was turning in somebody else's term paper in 9th grade.
So after a good run, I took the photo down. You can still find it buried amongst my Facebook photos, but now I opt for more accurate representations.
Try as I might to replicate the photo, I've never been able to. Who knows? Maybe one day I'll even look like the guy in the photo.
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