Meri's Musings

I told you about my photo shoot in conjunction with advertising for a man. So here are the ad shots. Not a self portrait, strictly speaking. But portraits of my self. And here's the ad copy WHO I AM a spiritual being in a physical body * a chai baby * a girlie girl with a soft side * intelligent, capable, creative * analytical * intuitive* a writer * a voracious reader * a great friend * an adept problem solver * playful or serious, as called for * funny * someone who believes that perfume is an essential fashion accessory * a believer in casual chic * fanatical about comfortable shoes * sensual * supportive and nurturing * optimistic * a woman with a zest for life * politically moderate to liberal, with a touch of libertarian lurking inside * alternately chatty and quiet * love word play * enjoys my adult children * prefers cats to dogs, but lives with both * likes listening to music, seeing films * a blogger * a communicator * usually patient and tolerant * need priv...

It's self-portrait Wednesday again. I almost decided not to do a self-portrait piece today, because I had enough of cameras capturing my soul. You see, yesterday, I finally broke down and went to the offices of the upscale dating service I'd joined in order to do the photo shoot and video segment they mandate with memberships, a way of preventing false advertising, or more to the point: bait and switch. So the photographer clicked away and I tilted my head and showed my teeth and tried to look fetching and dazzling. The whole time I was thinking, "How demeaning. . . to be reduced to advertising just to find a date." Don't get me wrong. Mary did a fabulous job. The final four photos we agreed upon are wonderful, and I didn't even groan too emphatically even when I saw the full-body shots. Even though I have a full body. And when I get the photo disk I paid for, I'll do a little montage of the results of me trying my best to look fetching and dazzling. Now...