Wednesday, November 18, 2009

The things a journalist has to do...


What he doesn't know is that I hate-hate pictures. It doesn't matter whether I look good or not, I just really don't like them. There are about 4 years in my life in which no photograph of me was taken, because I hate them so much. How did I look like when I was, let's say, 14? No way to know. My boyfriends never have pictures of the "happy couple" either. But here I am, voluntarily in front of the lens so he can test his settings!

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