Whenever someone pulls out a camera to get a snapshot of me, a deep dread boils in my stomach. I try to laugh it off and snap into a fun and flattering pose but all I can think about is how for years and years I would see photos of me and despair about how “fat” or “ugly” or “shifty-eyed” I was. Even if I thought I looked good in real life, I’d see a photo and think I looked hideous. I have three older sisters, so you would think one of them could have taught me how to deal with this issue years ago. Unfortunately, only one of them ever came up with a solution and that wasn’t a very good one. In her teen years, my sister Colleen was known to always have throw pillows on hand when her hair and make-up wasn’t perfect so that if someone tried to snap a photo, she could block her face and body with the pillows. The joke was on her, though. My parents thought these photos were hilarious and actually put them into our family albums next to all the other family …
I read this back before sophomore year… it really helps, and i know a bunch of people who aren’t photogenic.
And trust me, it’s not what you think it is.