this one is a sarcastic recommendation. you probably shouldn’t do this. all i’ll have to show my grandchildren someday are photos of me with my face contorted into various unattractive expressions. i’ll say “well… this is just who i was at the time…” and they’ll have nothing to post on their instagram stories when it’s Grandmother’s Day.
my Genuine recommendation is this: smile for photos. do it for your grandkids.
it's my signature. smiling just feels wrong.. i like feeling like i'm derek zoolander. I like my face, my lip shape, at least most of the time. locking in on the camera is pretty silly to me :3
it‘s so easy to forget. this is a very important thing to do at least once a week. music is the greatest thing on earth, but it can be very alienating. eavesdrop! listen to the birds!
Treat every interaction like an interview. You are an investigative journalist and EVERYTHING is the scoop. Get out there with a pen behind your ear and a notepad in your pocket. Ask the cashier at the grocery store where he was born or if he’s ever been in love. Nobody can ever prevent you from learning.
the sweet and lacey kind like they made back in the day. it’s meditative and so very romantic. get little pearls and various kinds of glitter and paper flowers to decorate. write little handwritten notes for your dearly beloved. make an extra special valentine for your extra special someone.