Thursday

Pretty

as 238 pictures.

And that's only of what we kept! Please bear in mind that the pictures got better as the shoot went on, so I hate all of them with that first shirt. I really like the ones where I'm in the purple jacket, but none of the ones where I'm smiling really did it for me, and the jacket is to ... something for a serious picture. Bah! I wound up picking 160 and 170. You can tell because they've been retouched to high holy heaven. Yay! My photographer rocks. Even though he's about twelve years old!

Incidentally, perhaps the greatest thing that I learned from this is the following: I have greatly misjudged PhotoShop. It is God. And I want to own it.

Please explain to me that I am pretty.

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