School picture day was always pretty exciting for me. Maybe I just liked the idea of having my face immortalized in some book, but I really got a kick out of it. So much so that I planned my outfit almost as far in advance as I planned my first day of school outfit.
The only thing that sucked about it is that my dad always made me take off my glasses for it! I don’t know how many of you have poor eyesight like I do, but there something about not being able to see clearly that makes everything else ten times harder, including taking a decent photo. So I think that I look a bit wonky in every yearbook photo I’ve ever graced. Ah well, I guess it could be worse. At least my outfits were on point.
But still, picture day is so hyped that it is hard not to get caught up in the frenzy. How many of you have practiced your photo smile in the mirror? Come on, admit it.
GIF Girl knows all about school picture day silliness, and its disasters. Here’s how her’s went:
I look back at my yearbook photo from the year before, and the year before that…and the year before that. And all I can do is scowl.
But this year is going to be different. I’m going to look like I just stepped off of a runway.
Figuring out what to wear is one of the most mighty tasks in this undertaking. I know they won’t really be able to see my outfit in the photo but I can’t just wear any ol’ thing.
Well, that seems like the biggest undertaking until I have to figure out which smile to use.
I can always go with a wide tooth grin.
Or a closed lip smile.
Or a seductive look…
But I don’t want the photographer to get the wrong idea.
Finally it’s picture day and I’m lookin’ fabulous and ready to conquer this yearbook photo.
I stand in that long, awful line, getting ready with my practiced smile all the while.
And then it’s my turn! I sit on the little chair and give ‘em my best angle, but the photographer tells me to angle my head differently. In the most unnatural angle possible.
I never understand why that’s best. Why do I have to move for them? Why can’t they move for me? And it’s always the worst position for my neck. It’s so awkward and I’m all…
But I try my best, show off my pearly whites, and then it’s taken. I sorta feel good about it. Yeah, confident, even.
Until they arrive come in the mail and I’m like…mother of God.
So much for finally having an awesome yearbook photo.
Do you have any school picture day horror stories? Do you take forever figuring out what you’ll wear? I know I did! Tell us in the comments!