Saturday, January 4, 2014

Mirrors and lenses


I feel all sepia today. Really should be cleaning, but I'm distracting myself with stupid things like this. 


This is how I usually dress. Tank top and skirt or sweats. My hair's up in a bun because it's really thick and I need to style it. 


A close-up. My freckles are really showing. 


From freckles to polka dots.


Me, looking slightly Victorian.


Lace and . . .


my curry skirt. 


Hair's done. But I need to clean the mirror! My kids fling every bit of water on it and I'm sick of cleaning!!!! But I will do it eventually . . .


One of my favorite dresses in black and white. I love the pattern because it reminds me of the sixties.


And that's it. Windex, here I come.










8 comments:

  1. Get on with that cleaning Amy, and stop playing with your camera! On the other hand, don't; pictures of you are much more interesting that pictures of a clean mirror!

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    1. It is fun! And perhaps the smudged mirror acts as a good filter, like the kind they used in old movies for close-ups.

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  2. How on earth, while distracting the observer with polka dots and patterns, do girls grow these long graceful necks? As a husband and father, I've witnessed this time and again but confess myself baffled.

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    1. : ) Well, not sure. But sometimes when I turn my head I get that awful tendon pain, like someone's socked me in the neck. Always wondered if girls with shorter necks experience the same thing.

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  3. You look lovely, Amy. We in the deep freeze are layering up and bulking up.

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    1. Same here. It's so cold! Then add four new inches of snow this morning. The snow's pretty, but I think I want to hibernate until spring!

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  4. Oh Amy, I love this dreamy post! Happy new year, my friend.

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    1. Thanks, Karen! Happy New Year to you as well!

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