So I had my annual work do last night, and made a concerted effort to stick around and actually be in the photos this time. But when the pictures got sent round this morning, mine were even more hideous than ever! I had tried to smile, but only one side of my face worked (maybe the alcohol?) and I ended up looking like a frightened stroke victim.
On the plus side, my skin looked really good, so I guess that’s a start. I’m going to practice symmetrical smiling on cue – it’s so hard!!
This might seem like a vacuous goal to have, but I would love to have a permanent record of friends, places, memories that I cherish. But until I sort this out, the only reminders I’ll have will be that I was an ugly person, with beautiful friends, that was occasionally allowed into stunning places.
