I thought I would share with you what it is like for a mom of 2 when she tries to take pictures for her style blog. See, she got dressed real cute-like to go to the flea market in the morning, by herself, and she thought, “gee, wouldn’t the flea market be the cutest place to take pictures for my style blog?” Why yes, it sure would be, but you are alone remember Mom Style Blogger?
“Oh that’s right.”
So when Mom Style Blogger gets home, she says to her husband of 11 years, “Hey honey, can we go back to the flea market and take pictures for my blog in a little bit?” He gives a stare that implies, “No”, and Mom Style Blogger asks “is that a bad idea?” Dear husband says, “Yes, that is a terrible idea.” Mom Style Blogger has to agree, because she knows deep down that loading two young children in the car just for them to sit in the car while mom and dad take pictures is torture for them, which equals torture for the parents in the long run. Something akin to the feeling of hot pokers in the eye. Ask your sister Kendi, she would probably agree.
So Mom Style Blogger says to her dear husband, “Let’s take pictures of me in the kitchen while I cook dinner then?” He really at this point doesn’t have an out, so he agrees.
Long story short, the photo shoot turned out ridiculous because a) even though Mom Style Blogger wore her cute head scarf all day, she certainly in real life wouldn’t wear it in a kitchen with a preheated 400 degree oven going, so the whole shoot is unbelievable and hence doomed from the beginning. And b) the husband couldn’t get a decent shot anyhow, and so Mom Style Blogger ended up wielding a knife, wearing a really ugly twisted expression, yelling “Take a damn picture of my shoes!” Not a pretty moment for Mom Style Blogger. Not pretty at all.
Attached are a couple shots from said epic fail photo shoot. Enjoy, and hope this tale from the style blogger crypt brought a smile to your face.
Mom Style Blogger
The chicken that refused to defrost after 8 hours of defrosting
"Stop messing around and just take some pictures okay, I'm hot!"
"Oh wait, I'm supposed to be happy and smiling, not angry and psychotic"
"Why are you taking pictures of me slicing an onion? This is an outfit post, not a recipe post."
You can see I'm starting to fume here. Look a the exasperated under bite.
"WHY ARE YOU TAKING A PICTURE OF MY BUTT!?!?"
"I'm gonna throw this bag of carrots at you!"
"Seriously, stop messing around! I'm holding a knife mister!"
"My wife is scaring me right now."
"I'm over it. I'm gonna feed the dog now."