It's not until you take a series of self-absorbed self portraits that you see your true colours.
My parents always got annoyed with me for being condescending and arrogant. I didn't really mean to be, I just happened to make nasty faces. I have very little control over my expressions, over my feelings in general. I wear my heart on my sleeve and my bitchiness on my face. If you see this face, please know I don't mean it. Well, unless you're being totally stupid or saying something I don't care to hear. Ha-ha.
My parents always got annoyed with me for being condescending and arrogant. I didn't really mean to be, I just happened to make nasty faces. I have very little control over my expressions, over my feelings in general. I wear my heart on my sleeve and my bitchiness on my face. If you see this face, please know I don't mean it. Well, unless you're being totally stupid or saying something I don't care to hear. Ha-ha.
I could stare at that condescending and arrogant face for hours, and still be perfectly happy.
ReplyDeleteWell.
ReplyDeleteUm.
Thank you? Haha!
Yes, a compliment I hope. Forgive the obvious undertone of too many glasses of scotch.
ReplyDeleteScotch is dangerous. Does anyone call you Scotch Fazzini?
ReplyDeleteNo, but sometimes Scottish (p.s. I'm Italian)
ReplyDeletegreat post!
ReplyDeleteIt's a youthful sneer, at least!
ReplyDeleteI think that face is hilarious - as are you, a very talented, very funny, easy to read writer. How in heavens name I accidentally tripped into your blog beats me, but I'm glad it happened. I am the mother of a beautiful daughter, bright and funny, who lives far away. Your blog opens my mind - you write so engagingly - so endearingly. I can't wait to tell her about you.
ReplyDeleteWow, DD!
ReplyDeleteThat's so very nice of you to say. Thank you so much. And thanks for reading!
My god, you look like a BABY in this photo! Was this from 2009? And I've seen that face. Live and in person. On a fair number of occasions, I think.
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