Meri's Musings

It's hard to look at pictures of yourself and see those signs of aging that you try to ignore when you look in the mirror (briefly). So it's good to discover that RAW format allows you to move the clarity slider to the soft side. It makes a multitude of sins more bearable.

What a desire!   To live in peace with that word : Myself.   Sylvia Ashton-Warner

I'm off on a jaunt today to take pictures of beautiful people with skin tones not as white as mine, so the website I work for can show its commitment to diversity. And since I'm putting others on the spot, capturing them in all their glory, (and we all know how much we hate seeing photos of ourselves unless they match our image of ourselves) I figured I should post a self-portrait. Yup. That's me. I'm the one in the coat, not the one looking flirty in a swimsuit. You'd never recover if you viewed a picture of me in a swimsuit.

Got an email from a friend yesterday in which she passed on a quote that had been making the rounds. It appealed to me and I thought it might to you. So, with regrets that I don't know who said it and can't give proper credit, here goes: I want to be the type of woman that when my feet first hit the floor in the morning, the devil says, "Oh shit -- she's up."

So Wednesday I was thinking deep thoughts and didn't really have time to post another Wednesday self-portrait. On Thursday, I saw 500 Days of Summer , a great little quirky romance-goes-down-in-flames starring Joseph Gordon-Leavitt and Zooey Deschanel. Bittersweet screenplay, aptly cast, great music. On Friday, I visited the hair salon and then joined the Ladies Who Lunch bunch. Since I'm crazy enough to drive almost two hours to see the same hairdresser I've had for 16 years, that took all day. No time to post. This afternoon, I saw Adam , a lovely film starring Hugh Dancy (of The Jane Austen Book Club) and Rose Byrne. It's a sweet and tender yarn about an ill-fated romance between a man with Asperger's syndrome and a woman without. The performances are emotionally potent and the music in the film is amazing, too. But this evening, I had a little time to play. Here's my self-portrait. Sorry Zooey. I know I'm not a gorgeous 20...