I hate taking pictures of myself. My husband is awful about taking pictures of me; they are always of me sitting on the floor in my robe on Christmas morning with the kid. My hair wild and unbrushed.
Long story short, there aren’t a lot of good pictures of me. Last 9 months I’ve been rocking blue hair. I added a purple stripe this month (no pictures of that, of course). Here are few from the last 2 years that pass muster:
I am aware I need to get a professional picture done. I’m not like my friend, Marie Vibbert, who looks amazing in all photos and who looks the same today as when I first met her a little over 15 years ago. But I think I will put it off for a day longer, maybe a month or two longer? I guess when I have an agent I will need to buckle down and get it done.