Okay, FINE. Take My Darn Picture.

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Anyone who knows me well knows that I’m not really big on having my picture taken. This is pretty bizarre to a lot of people — particularly in a society where everyone loves being photographed, and a picture of two people can easily turn into a group shot of fifteen.

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As I mentioned in my Fat Girl’s Guide for Posing post, I just don’t really like documenting this blubbery phase in my life. This is why I lug a camera around all the time and volunteer to be the designated photographer at every event I attend.

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This way, even if I give in, hand over the camera to someone else and join the posing posse once in a while, I can still make like that picture never happened if I don’t like how I look in it.

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I know. I’m terrible. I even made a guide yesterday for people who attempt to post unauthorized pictures of me on Facebook. Because some people are clueless and/or rebellious. It started with a tweet.

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And then I just HAD to make a flowchart. TO BE SURE.

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And I posted it on Facebook, and people were all “LOL! What a jokester!”  (NOT. I was dead serious.)

So anyway, a weird thing happened. Right as I was posting my handy flowchart, I saw that my friend Liv had shared an article entitled "So you’re feeling too fat to be photographed …"

Crazy coincidence. And I swear, it’s like it was written just for me. 

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If you love having your picture taken, don’t even bother reading it. But if you’re anything like me — whether it’s because you’re fattish or something else that makes you hate your own photos, GO. Read it now. Because it kind of blew my mind. 

You see, Teresa (the blogger who wrote it) used to be just like me, until she got into a really bad accident. After that, she realized she was being ridiculous about this whole “no posing til I’m thinner” business. 

Our vanity is no longer enough of a reason to avoid the camera. Life doesn’t wait until you “get thin” enough to capture it. Life is happening … it is happening right now and the only moment we are guaranteed is the one we are living. 

I shudder at the thought of leaving behind no pictures of my life with ME in it.

OMG. She’s totally right.

We have this tendency to look at pictures, zoom in on ourselves and immediately check for flaws.

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But the people who love us - the ones who really matter - see something else.

Under a family picture she posted, Teresa wrote:

Do you know what my mom sees when she looks at this picture? Her beautiful family all together.

Do you know what my husband sees? The family he gained the moment he met me (and how much he looks like my dad…)

Do you know what my dad sees? The happy family he has worked for every day of his life.

Do you know what my brother sees? That he got away with wearing shorts… 

Shocker: No one is looking at how fat I look.

Your children want pictures with their mom. Your husband wants pictures with his beautiful wife. Your mom and dad want pictures of the happy, successful, amazing woman they raised (ok, and more pictures of the grandkids while you’re at it)

And if you’re thinking that high school friend on Facebook will say to herself (“wow she has gained weight”) then … newsflash you DID…

The truth is you’ve gained a lot of other things too (a career, a family, some kids, a house, a love for travel, the ability to coordinate your separates … ) and that girl from high school is going to spend a lot more time hating on those things then she ever will on your double chin.

Mind-blowing, I tell you. 

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So okay — FINE. All previous photo bans are revoked. Go ahead and take my darn picture. I’m ready to re-enter the posing posse.

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Just don’t tag my pics on Facebook, and we’re cool. :D

Have a lovely day, everyone!

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