It never ceases to amaze me how selfish we are when it comes to the delicate "art" of displaying family photos. In my family, taking and then displaying family photos is the equivalent of an all out war, from beginning to end, and I'll tell you why...
First off, there is never an opportune moment to take pictures.. either you're enjoying yourself so much that taking a picture never crosses your mind or IT'S DONE 100% FORCEFULLY. There really is no in between, unless if you're fortunate enough to be able to have someone following you around 24/7 with a camera.
With that being said, 100% of our family photos have been forcefully taken, meaning that someone has quite literally gotten to the point of yelling "IF YOU DON'T SMILE I'M GONNA... <fill in the blank here>" or "GET OFF THE FLOOR AND QUIT ACTING LIKE A BABY" and my personal favorite... "YOU'RE GOING TO LOOK UGLY IF YOU DON'T CUT THAT OUT". So our family photos are filled with fake smiles, kids lying on the floor, mid-screaming fests, clenched teeth, sweat, and sometimes even the bird.
So it comes as no surprise, that in the event I look like a thin and brilliant angel in a photo and my sister looks like a hot mess, I'm going to blow that picture up and smack it right on my wall for all to see... And I'll say to my sister, "Oh don't we look cute in that picture together, Awwww"... to which my sister will reply, "No, I look fat and ugly and so do you". It's not that my sister is mean (or that I look fat and ugly), but she probably does look like a hot mess (and I don't) and hates me for displaying that on my wall. We both know it.
And my family returns the favor in full, for as many beautiful pictures I have up of myself around my house, my family has that many more displayed of me looking fat and ugly (and them beautiful) in their houses. I guess that's why I never visit them. Who wants to be surrounded by their worst photographic moments? I don't.
And the final stage of the family photo process? Sharing of the bazillion photos we've all taken. I absolutely refuse to give away any photos to my family that I look terrible in (why give them the ammunition, I say). So when my mom asks me, "oh where's that cute picture we took together by that tree?"... I'll say "oh I accidentally deleted it, but here's this really cute one of us that you can have, awww" which more than likely has me looking like a thin and brilliant angel and she looks like a dog with rabies.
- Mommi Insanity
First off, there is never an opportune moment to take pictures.. either you're enjoying yourself so much that taking a picture never crosses your mind or IT'S DONE 100% FORCEFULLY. There really is no in between, unless if you're fortunate enough to be able to have someone following you around 24/7 with a camera.
With that being said, 100% of our family photos have been forcefully taken, meaning that someone has quite literally gotten to the point of yelling "IF YOU DON'T SMILE I'M GONNA... <fill in the blank here>" or "GET OFF THE FLOOR AND QUIT ACTING LIKE A BABY" and my personal favorite... "YOU'RE GOING TO LOOK UGLY IF YOU DON'T CUT THAT OUT". So our family photos are filled with fake smiles, kids lying on the floor, mid-screaming fests, clenched teeth, sweat, and sometimes even the bird.
So it comes as no surprise, that in the event I look like a thin and brilliant angel in a photo and my sister looks like a hot mess, I'm going to blow that picture up and smack it right on my wall for all to see... And I'll say to my sister, "Oh don't we look cute in that picture together, Awwww"... to which my sister will reply, "No, I look fat and ugly and so do you". It's not that my sister is mean (or that I look fat and ugly), but she probably does look like a hot mess (and I don't) and hates me for displaying that on my wall. We both know it.
And my family returns the favor in full, for as many beautiful pictures I have up of myself around my house, my family has that many more displayed of me looking fat and ugly (and them beautiful) in their houses. I guess that's why I never visit them. Who wants to be surrounded by their worst photographic moments? I don't.
And the final stage of the family photo process? Sharing of the bazillion photos we've all taken. I absolutely refuse to give away any photos to my family that I look terrible in (why give them the ammunition, I say). So when my mom asks me, "oh where's that cute picture we took together by that tree?"... I'll say "oh I accidentally deleted it, but here's this really cute one of us that you can have, awww" which more than likely has me looking like a thin and brilliant angel and she looks like a dog with rabies.
- Mommi Insanity
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