Picture This Mess
They are called, ‘Glamour Shots’, I call them “What in the %#*! were you thinking”. As I don’t understand the need for plastic surgery thing, especially from the neck up. Lips, eyes, chin, nose, ears, etc. Now, if it’s a case of an accident and someone actually needs the surgery, I get, and support that. Some years back, someone with a camera and a cedar chest full of his moms old clothes, combined the two and created Glamour Shots. Look, I get that I’m not a looker, I’m not Brad Pitt, Radio Face for sure, but I’m O.K. with that (my wife is mostly blind). God gave me the sense’s, sense of humor, and common sense.
My point being, you can put a dress, make-up, new hair style, and some fancy jewelery on the Bride of Frankenstein, but she’s still the Bride of Frankenstein. I’m not saying the women who do the Glamour Shot thing are ugly, they just need a little confidence in themselves. I would be willing to bet that 90% of women who have done the Glamour Shot deal, hides those pictures, or realizes she’s pretty with out all the glitz and the 70’s style back drop.
Life is cruel, we get older, things droop and sag, and our skin goes a little pasty, but don’t turn yourself into a Joan Rivers or a Kenny Rogers. I want my Grand kids to look at my drivers license photo and be able to recognize me. But, on the other hand, we all need a good laugh as well, so enjoy the photo’s
Thanks to Click Orlando