Then POUNCE out of nowhere (or my current hell) came a photographer and asked 'THAT' question "Could I please take your photo for X* Magazine social pages"
At that very moment so many thoughts are going through my head.
1. DAMIT! Why didn't I choose my outfit more carefully instead of the sniff test to ensure it was clean (enough) to wear?
2. Why did I sleep in and not wash my hair this morning. Instead it looks like rats have been sucking on it?
3. Why do I have to have a zit the size of Mt Vesuvius?
4. Then as I pose, I'm thinking "Tummy in, tits out, shoulders back, chin forward, smile, don't blink"
So instead of my social pages photo looking like this pretty yet realistic photo of Nigella
I am sure its going to come out looking like this
So until next Wednesday when the X* Edition comes out I will not sleep well, eat well or think well and use rescue remedy often!
*I am not prepared to reveal the name of the Magazine until I can review how bad this is all going to be!
Coco Chanel air kiss to all!