Last week I skipped the 17 week belly shot because I lost Ol’ Pinky, my faithful bathroom photo shoot companion. And I was very tempted to skip again this week because… well, to put it lightly — I am a freaking pasty cow who can’t take a decent picture to save her life. Ten points for self esteem over here! WOO!
This is one of three photos Justin took of me the other night, and is now forcing me to post because he is annoyed and ‘doesn’t get’ why I don’t think I’m photogenic. Well, I ‘doesn’t get’ yo face, Justin. So there!