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Wednesday, January 6, 2010

A Nancy Kerrigan moment....Why? Why?

So, last night I go to a paint class called "Lushes with Brushes." It's fun, a group of women get together with a painting instructor and some wine, you pay a fee and the instructor walks you step by step through a painting. At the end of the evening you leave with your painting. So, the girl who hosts the event each month posts a group shot on Facebook the next day. Today, I go to my Facebook page and see the photo, everyone is holding their painting, I'm strategically placed at the back of the group, not too bad. But then, the next photo is ME, full side view of me in all my glory and there is nothing I can do about it! I was so upset. How could she put that picture of me on there? Then it dawned on me, that is really what I look like, it wasn't just an unflattering angle, it was me. The hostess put it there, because it accurately portrayed me. I mean don't get me wrong, I know I'm fat, but I guess it's like the women who beat there kids in Walmart....you can justify it until the surveillance video is being played on the 6 o'clock news. Oy! I hate it when that happens!

3 comments:

Amy W. said...

hahah, you know, until people started talking about being tagged on facebook and hating it...I had never given tagging people a second thought. But I guess that is bc there really isnt anyone who ever posts pictures of me so I had never thought about it. But you are right. The instructor probably didnt think this is a bad picture. We are our worst critics.

Natalia said...

Sounds like such a fun class! I know what you mean about facebook pictures - recently my boss took a picture of me from facebook and sent it out to the whole company! Yikes. I was not prepared for that.

Athena's Melting said...

I love the sound of that class! I want to go...!! But I totally get what your talking about with the whole facebook photo thing. Last summer some friends tagged me from a weekend outing we had, I was horrified and immediately untagged myself. ewness.