Most of the time, I really loose track of the fact that I’m “tall.” Well, that is until I try on clothes at a store or get asked by someone to help them get something off the shelf at a store. But I realized this weekend that I rarely see myself as tall in pictures either… and I think it’s because I subconsciously choose not to look at those ones or that perhaps I just delete them. I guess my brain hasn’t figured out how to photoshop height yet.
When I was going through photos from this weekend, I kept these two… and it took all of my will not to erase them from all forms of memory. And why? Just a form of self-consciousness that I impose upon myself…
In retrospect, it’s just me. In a photo. And it doesn’t look bad. But it’s hard to admit that my brain has to be censored into thinking that they are fine and ok to keep. I mean, I’m just tall. :) That’s it.
Do you have an evil photo editing demon in your closet? What do you try to edit out of your photos by omission?