blessing: i can take pictures of myself on the go. i have often wondered what i would look like with a distorted face or which areas of my face extract the most heat (my left nostril...in case you were wondering).
curse: it is not socially acceptable to snap a photobooth picture in public. you hear that "ding ding ding" and you know the countdown to lift off is taking place. i like to keep my narcissism on lockdown and photobooth makes that IMPOSSIBLE. just now i saw a girl going through her photobooth album and she had about 43 pictures of herself [solo] in various locations ultimately making the same expression. NOTE: these pictures are always from neck up and ALWAYS seem like a good idea at the time until you realize you have 300 pictures of yourself located in the same 4 places in the living room. i admit, i judged her. why the HECK do you need pictures of yourself making the same goofy expression? then i realized..."you hypocrite. look at your photobooth album."
lets call this, brittney's exciting saturday night:
i've realized now that i'm part of the system. i am one of those girls that finds herself so fascinating that i would create the same pose with the same empty starbucks cup 4 times over. no need to judge me...i am judging MYSELF.
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