Sprung!

Early last Friday morning, at the crazy time of 6am, I drove up the coast to get my hair and make-up done. I decided that it was time to get new photos for my blog. The profile photo I’ve been using was from when I was pregnant with Lulu, and it was just time.

I hate having my photo taken. I hate it so much that if I’m in a group setting and someone pulls out a camera, I will dive under the table, or out of shot, or anywhere the camera can’t find me. Well usually I will. But lately I just stopped caring so much. It’s only a photo. I’m glad to be alive. Shoot me. With your camera, of course.

So I got my make-up done, my hair did, and I went to hang out with my friend Rana in her studio and get some photos done.

I then got home and thought I’d take some selfies, just for good luck. Because I knew that my awkward smile would turn up in my professional photos, and I had a good camera and could play around. My face was done, so why not?

So I put a chair on the table, then some boxes and my camera.

Now I’d done my research. I’d searched photos on Pinterest and I knew what photos I wanted. One of them involved confetti.

Imagine this: Me standing in front of this camera, smiling til my face hurt, flicking my hair, throwing confetti.

It was messy and wild and so super weird.

Now imagine this: Me mid-confetti throw, hearing someone outside, looking in.

Yes, sprung.

I died. I ran to the garage and hid. My face was bright red.

We’re building a pool at the moment, and the fence guy turned up to finish the fence… and copped an eyeful of my weirdness.

confetti-mum

We didn’t talk. We didn’t look at each other. I ran as fast as my chubby legs would take me, and then I just pretended like it didn’t happen, and avoided seeing him for the rest of the afternoon.

Then he left and I took a few more photos.

Later that afternoon our fencing friend returned when Hubby had finished work. I’d relayed the mortifying story to Hubby earlier, so after talking to the fencing guy he came back up and said, “Yeah, Adam wanted to know why you were dancing around, throwing paper and being all weird.”

I died again.

“Don’t lie!” I yelled, “You’re making me feel sick!”

He was joking. Thankfully. Nothing was said.

The story has a happy ending. I got some photos. I made a huge mess with the confetti, but anything for a good selfie. Anything.

42 thoughts on “Sprung!”

  1. It was totally worth it for that magic shot, right?! Besides what’s weird about throwing confetti and taking selfies in one’s living room, doesn’t everyone do that?! You totally aced the selfie, can’t wait to see more from the pro (and the DIY) shoot! x

  2. Not being very photogenic I also hate having my picture taken. Like you I was an expert at avoiding it – being the one behind the camera is the best way. But I realized one day that I did not want to be an old woman looking through the photos of my life and I wasn’t in any of them. I didn’t want for it to seem like I wasn’t there, I didn’t participate or have future generations never know who I was. So I sucked it up, got some editing tools to make sure I looked my best and basically got over it. It’s about the moments, not whether another chin is showing.

  3. Haha! I’ve been the same re photos for a number of years. There are so many of my kids and my husband but only a few of me. I only see a double chin and fat face. Recently though, friends posted a family picture from many years ago. People were not perfect in the photo but the photo was so beautiful because it was taken at a time just before their eldest daughter tragically lost her life. The last group photo with all of them. It was a massive wake-up call. The captured memory is worth so much more than my skewed view on myself.

  4. Such a gorgeous photo of you! I often wonder what the neighbours think of me – I’m always at our front window or on the front deck taking photos of food or a craft project or something else completely random!

  5. Too cute 🙂 You know, you probably made him smile – made his day a little bit more interesting. I’m glad I’m not the only crazy one. I’ve been caught doing odd things in the front garden for PAD. Lying under the mailbox taking shots of my kids’ ‘monkeys in a barrel’ as they made their escape; lying on the driveway taking shots of a vase full of water with food colouring; photos of the kids throwing glitter on the driveway; dramatic sunlight selfies etc. I learned to look up at whoever is walking past on the footpath and say “hi, how’s your day going?” then die of embarrassment as they walk away. he he. Lovely selfies by the way. I’ll bet Miss Lulu enjoyed the confetti. (Although sometimes I wonder if our kids will look back one day and say, “gees mum was weird”… Weird, but hopefully fun!) 🙂

  6. BAHAHAHAHAHAHA Thats pretty funny.. sorry to say 😉 Once, in the States when Jayde came over to help me after the car accident she was cleaning me with a hose in the back yard (couldnt get in shower.. too hard) and shaving my legs and i was nude and the mexican pool man came out the back. MORTIFIED.

  7. Love it! My neighbours thought it was weird that I was talking about the Tomatoes so much in the backyard…when no other voices could be heard, clearly I was mad! Nope, just filming some videos for the blog using my camera on a tripod.

  8. OMGosh in the world of the “selfie stick” that is not weird at all!! Embrace it! You look hot, capture it, remember it and pull out that hot photo when you’re feeling less than hot =D

  9. I love this. I’ve been sprung, belting out Bon Jovi’s Livin’ On A Prayer in my Hello Kitty PJs, hair a complete mess, while my then 18-month-old Big One was rolling around on the floor laughing his little head off. My neighbour was wondering if I was being attacked in my own house and came to check on me, and then stayed for a few bars of the chorus! And I love your confetti photo. You are beautiful.

  10. I get sprung regularly taking my #everydaystyle outfit shots, my neighbours kids think I am a complete nutter, posing in front of a camera perched on the bin…… The camera’ perched, not me!!!!

  11. I love the confetti photo. We have had so many tradies in our house. I can totally relate. One the worst moments for me was having to use a bucket at 30 weeks pregnant in our laundry room, that only fits one pregnant woman and her bucket. I kept being midstream and imagining one of them opening the kitchen door to ask me a question and finding me there. It didn’t happen but boy it was exciting. And so awkward in every way.

  12. Oh that would totally happen to me – I have the same luck with timing. Awesome pic. Can’t wait to see your pro ones.

  13. Ha! That is fantastic! Thank goodness you ended up with a lovely photo and confetti. I sometimes try to take photos of myself but I feel so silly.

  14. … I love the photo Chantelle….. you and Miss Lulu look wonderful…..
    I’ve been looked at strangely by passers by when I’ve been taking photos of dandelions on the grass verge while in my pyjamas.. lol…..
    Have a good day…. Barb xxx

  15. i’m still self conscious taking pictures of things, nevermind myself!! i never comment on blogs either but yours is pretty awesome and i really enjoy it. (and photo a day even though i’ve been out of the game for a while) <3 from Boston, MA

  16. LOL. I was once living in a house and a new house was being built next door. There wasn’t much street parking and we had a driveway on the side of our house that wasn’t being used so I offered it to the next door tradies and they were using it quite a lot. One day I decided I’d start jogging but didn’t want to be seen jogging in public so I started running laps of my driveway. I’d touch the back fence at one end then the parked van at the other, back and forth. Suddenly the fucking door of the van opened and I realised to my horror that two blokes were sitting in there eating their lunch facing me. I couldn’t see them when I was tapping the van because the sun was reflecting off the windscreen! Absolutely mortified. When I heard the door open mid lap I bolted across the back yard to the house. For the next month I basically hid indoors.

  17. Haha! I feel super self conscious taking a selfie in the car when Jacob is driving. I get scared that others drivers will watch what I’m doing but I forget that they watch the road. This post gave me a good laugh. X

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