"The Light in Me Will Guide You Home..."
Photospam! Sigh, I am such a camerawhore. >_>
Firstly, my white shirt, so you can all judge whether or not it is indecent. :D
For eponinenkind, who requested random pictures of me, is this first part. I often take photographs of myself when I'm feeling pretty, because it's a rare experience; so when I am, I like to make sure I have evidence, so that when later when I'm back to self-hatred I can show them to myself, and say, look! you are pretty. you were pretty then. So that's what this collection of photographs is.
This is my work uniform. I know you were dying to see it. XD
This is the scarf Amy knitted for me. I always feel like Sagramore when I wear it! ^__^
For erinpuff, who wanted to see my saga of broken glasses! Within are pictures of me with my broken glasses, in their various stage of taped-togetherness, and one of my five-year-old glasses. I don't have any of me from the week when I was wearing Daddy's bifocals, sadly.
Glassesless!
Old and silly glasses. XD
And then just random ones: from our farm produce, and from the fair.
My poor brother got into this one by mistake. He hates being photographed; hence the befuddled, wounded expression.
I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT IS HAPPENING HERE. XD Neither does my Mama, judging by her expression.
NANNI, ARE YOU LOOKING.
That was fun, wasn't it? ^_^
OH! RIGHT! And Merlin's Gift!
Done now!
Firstly, my white shirt, so you can all judge whether or not it is indecent. :D
For eponinenkind, who requested random pictures of me, is this first part. I often take photographs of myself when I'm feeling pretty, because it's a rare experience; so when I am, I like to make sure I have evidence, so that when later when I'm back to self-hatred I can show them to myself, and say, look! you are pretty. you were pretty then. So that's what this collection of photographs is.
This is my work uniform. I know you were dying to see it. XD
This is the scarf Amy knitted for me. I always feel like Sagramore when I wear it! ^__^
For erinpuff, who wanted to see my saga of broken glasses! Within are pictures of me with my broken glasses, in their various stage of taped-togetherness, and one of my five-year-old glasses. I don't have any of me from the week when I was wearing Daddy's bifocals, sadly.
Glassesless!
Old and silly glasses. XD
And then just random ones: from our farm produce, and from the fair.
My poor brother got into this one by mistake. He hates being photographed; hence the befuddled, wounded expression.
I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT IS HAPPENING HERE. XD Neither does my Mama, judging by her expression.
NANNI, ARE YOU LOOKING.
That was fun, wasn't it? ^_^
OH! RIGHT! And Merlin's Gift!
Done now!