“Get those nuts out of your mouth,” said Stephen Sullivan, photographer to the stars.
No, it’s not what you, with the dirty minds, are thinking.
Stephen was merely advising me to stop eating the various nuts from the “crafts table” (aka my friend’s spread on her kitchen counter) during my photo shoot.  They kept getting stuck in my teeth, forcing me to unconsciously pick at my teeth with my tongue during shots.
Why am I the subject of a photo shoot?  Sure, I’m in the advertising world, so I’m no virgin to the concept of a shoot, but as a strategist I’m rarely a participant in them.  And I’m certainly not the focus of them.  So what makes this photo shoot different from all other ones? (OK, definitely been to one too many Passover seders lately…)  Given that I publish a bit, my shot gets bandied about in company presentations, and I write this blog all about beauty, I figured it’s time for me to have a professional head shot.  Not something stuffy or corporate, but a pic that I wouldn’t cringe looking at.
Like many people I know, I’m my own worst enemy when it comes to pictures of myself.  You know when you hear the sound of your recorded voice and you can’t believe you sound like this to others?  Well, that’s how I feel about how I look in pics.  So, imagine the luck I had when I met Stephen at a party.  We struck up a conversation and he offered to take a few shots.  And to add to my luck, my friend who was having the party loves to do his make-up for photo shoots!
I was set.
Sunday was the day.
I have to admit, I was nervous.  I went to the gym to let out some steam and drank a glass of wine at 11 am to relax.  To make matters worse, during the shoot I was asked to position my hands, face and body into weird positions.
But then I started getting into it and even began to enjoy the whole experience.  I realized I could be super concerned about how “good” I looked in each shot or I could let go and be fully expressive (Ok, maybe not FULLY expressive, but you get the idea).
No coincidence, once I loosened up a bit everyone started having a better time and the pictures began to get better and better.
I left the shoot in a high state.  I felt liberated and empowered.  In letting myself go and be vulnerable, I truly believe I looked more beautiful, more interesting, more, well, like me.  And then it dawned on me what a great lesson this is for life in general.
As soon as I get the photos, I’ll publish them here…the good, the bad and the ugly.

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