Once in a while a necessary evil creeps up on me. Headshots... I hate taking headshots. Why would someone like me who has the experience and knowledge of what it takes for a great shot, hate this process? Because I feel I have the judgemental skills of one who could be on a panel like ANTM or Project Runway, thats why. I hate looking at pictures of myself taken with high tech, high end camera with great lighting and even great makeup. And still... Why do I hate? Because when you can still see flaws and signs of age even with all the beauty bells and whistles, I judge, and it depresses me.
These my friends are unretouched headshots, and the wrinkled forehead, large pores and crows feet are killing me.. Today it feels official... MY NAME IS MARY ROCKWOOD CRABTREE, I'M 37 YEARS OLD AND I AM COMING OF AGE, there's no denying it, even behind chunky glasses. BUT give a girl credit here, I coming to terms and embracing the idea of this by posting these pics. I retouch everything I post, its a sickness. Did you ever hear the saying "everyone looks good on myspace", well "everyone looks good on shaking the tree" too..
Coming of Age by the Damn Yankees
These my friends are unretouched headshots, and the wrinkled forehead, large pores and crows feet are killing me.. Today it feels official... MY NAME IS MARY ROCKWOOD CRABTREE, I'M 37 YEARS OLD AND I AM COMING OF AGE, there's no denying it, even behind chunky glasses. BUT give a girl credit here, I coming to terms and embracing the idea of this by posting these pics. I retouch everything I post, its a sickness. Did you ever hear the saying "everyone looks good on myspace", well "everyone looks good on shaking the tree" too..
