My birthday is in six weeks. I want to start talking about it because it’s freaking me out a little. Plus, I can’t think of what to do to celebrate.
So, forgive the total, self-involved, vain, narcissistic post today. I’m trying to buck myself up. Not that all my posts aren’t all like that, I’m just recognizing that today I am reaching new heights.
I was looking for something to do with Echo yesterday and found this picture of myself. It was taken 13 years ago:
So I compared it to a picture that was taken 5 years ago:
And finally to one that was taken last summer, at my book party:
They were all taken by talented photographers who know how to make people look good, is the thing. But the last one is pretty much what I look like. I had my hair done for the party, but other than that, I didn’t do anything special. I have no makeup on beyond lipstick. Not bad for the BIG BIRTHDAY that is coming up. (Oh GOD, could I be more pathetic??)