Oh my days. I found these gems on my computer after a thorough clear-out of the million files cluttering up my desktop. GAH.
I hate having my picture taken. I have this weird thing where I hold my mouth all awkwardly and squint, thus resulting in a chipmunky/eye bag-accentuating look. It's...bad. So, imagine my panic when the magazine I occasionally work for needed my photo for their contributor's page. Imagine my panic compounded as I was in America at the time without any access to photo editing software or my stockpile of photos which I have deemed just-barely acceptable.
Enter Mum, clutching my Nikon in a panic, and the resulting 50+ photos, all of which are utter shite (my face's fault, not Mum's).
In the end, the photo I was forced to use was me doing a Coogan. If anyone has seen The Trip (if you haven't, DO DO DO), there is one scene in which he discusses his desire for waddle surgery. Instead, he reveals how if you turn away from the photographer, then pivot your neck, like, 180 degrees over your shoulder, it pulls the loose skin taut and you are given a super jawline. I dicked around and tried it with Mum, and what do you know? Waddle be gone.
So, because I thought these were just cringe-worthy enough to show the world, here they are. Pointless, yes. But it's my blog, so once in a while you get my derped-up face in your Google reader list. Neat!
Special thanks to Coogan for the tip.