Joy of Love: Day 15 "It's just me!"

It's hard to do a self portrait. First there is all of the technical stuff, such as balancing the camera on a mound of paint cans since you don't have a tripod, and focusing on a teddy bear and then chucking said bear to the side in the short five seconds you have before the continuous shooting begins. Next there is that awkward moment where you realize the middle school bus just drove by and gawked at you as you threw out your best "Posh Face". Lastly, you have to try your hardest not to be overly judgemental as you look through the camera's eye at the person everyone else sees when you enter a room.
After several different settings and backrounds, I felt as if I'd gotten as good as I was going to get. I had done all of the senior picture poses that I could think of. But shouldn't my self portrait have some sort of resemblance to my personality? Once upon a time, I would've loved a good shot of me playing peek-a-boo behind a tree. No longer am I that person! I am the kind of person that salsas down the aisle of the Dollar Store. I am the kind of person that not only wears a mullet in my friends basement, but owns that look on the streets as well. I sing along to every song that I hear, even if I don't know the words. So, after multiple crowds had gathered in their lawn chairs to laugh at my shenanigans, I got the perfect shot. The one that just screams Erin Ferguson.