Photogenic like a fox...
a dead fox run over twice and then blown up by a hand grenade, that is. Either I'm just not photogenic whatsoever, or I'm plain ugly. From now on, rule number one for me in photos is not to smile. Every time I do, my eyes become tiny slits...not exactly the most attractive thing on film. I'm never going to have big doe eyes, but at least I can minimize the smallness. I totally looked like a little kid, and I'm 25! Come on now! Guess I'm better behind the camera than in front (not that that's saying much). It's like the saying: "those that can, do, those that can't, teach". Ah well, we all play our roles I suppose.