Now I'm worried! Digital Scrapbook Place asked for a head shot of myself so I had my son take a picture of me last night. Several in fact but finally I declared that the one on the right would do. The picture on the left is from two years ago. I look as if I have aged a whole lot more than just two years.
The girl on the left looks as if she is full of fun and creativity. She looks like she spends her days doing interesting activities. The woman on the right looks she's got a load of laundry in the washer and just needs to get the picture taken so she can move on to the dinner dishes.
This is so not what I think of as a picture of a designer. That picture will likely bug the snot out of me until I can get a new picture of myself. One where I don't look like I am 40 and somebody's mom. Not that being 40 and someone's mom is a bad thing, it's just not what I think of when I think of designer. A designer is some one who travels the globe for inspiration not someone who digs dog toys out from under the couch so the dog will quit whining.
I was bummed to have to write my own bio as well. You see, I have a published author of more than a dozen books as a girlfriend and wanted to have her write it for me. BUT she is on vacation right now and the bio needed to get done. I don't think I did half bad for a home hack but I think Lisa Wingate would have made me sound soooooo much more interesting.
After all, I'm a designer now. I can't be boring and frumpy!


