I’m pretty envious of Insta-famous/Tumblr famous/Lookbook.nu Leaders/fashion bloggers because they have someone willing to take a photo (let’s be real, multiple photos) of their outfit every day or so. I’ve noticed that a lot of these ladies say their boyfriends, family members, or friends take the photos for them.
From my experience, people who could give a hoot about the new loafers I refuse to take off, aka, majority of people in my life (with good reason) take as terrible of photos as I do. I don’t want to be that pest continually asking someone(s) to take and retake photos because their skills are outright sucky and mine are far worse.
Now, I don’t dress exceptional or anything, but the creation of my first blog, years ago, began with the hope to record my own outfits in posts. Three blogs later, that still hasn’t happened. I still kind of like the idea though. What I’m getting at, someone should volunteer to help a sista’ out. I suppose buying a camera and teaching myself how to take photos is still an option… meh.
Some day I’ll use #OOD on a photo of my outfit in some rough part of the city as I look away from the camera. Ooolala! #teehee. But for now, all I have are headless outfit photos of myself in bad lighting in a disheveled room (with carpet, yuck!) because faces look too silly in mirror pictures.
Same song, different artists. Each evokes such different emotions but tonight, I’ll listen to Jeff Buckley on replay.
And you should be too.
Some of these are mine (correction, my family’s), some are my friends’, and some are uh, acquaintances’ pooches. I just can’t restrain from taking photos of these cuddly furry (or semi-furry) four-legged (or three, or two, or one-legged) animals. Although, some photos were sent to me by people who know I’m obsessed with their dogs.
*If you find your furry friend on here and do not wish for he or she to be published on this blog, let me know and I will take the photo down. My intentions are not to exploit any cute dog(s) nor their (possibly cute) owner(s).
Prepare to overload on warm fuzzy feelings (if you don’t, I will lose faith in humanity):