A couple of years ago, when I used another app for #photography. ;-)

Today I finally had the chance to use my lovely angry birds t-shirt from Codebits. Thank the mighty GIFs for good weather and the cute LOLcats for that tree. I took that opportunity, of course, to train and get fit for my next battle against the pigs. Now where they at, uh?

Me and my “oh my gosh, I’m wearing a skirt!” face, at my grandma’s atelier. ^^

A picture my mother took of me (with some post-process in Lightroom because the cam/lens she uses isn’t very good and that’s an understatement!) last month.

 I was trying to remain serious as she requested, but see… here’s the thing about me: when people try to shoot me I either look like I’m about to get shot down like a broken horse OR I just can’t stop laughing and/or making funny faces. BUT (there’s always a butt, too) if it is me shooting myself that doesn’t happen. Weird stuff that I know happens to a lot of other photographers. *nods*

This is the only picture out of 40 where I’m not laughing like a maniac or hiding myself or making funny faces.

Continuing the story…

This is how I went to the Ornatos Violeta concert (minus the hat). When my mother saw the bow-tie she told me not to use it. Tough luck, mom. I never listened to your fashion advices, not even when I was a kid, not gonna start now. :P Plus, bow-ties are cool and my friends get it.

</rebel> But it’s ok, you don’t need to watch Dr.Who, just now know that it is my fav sci-fi tvshow evur! o/ Mkay? ^-^

The 2nd pic is my ERMAHGERD face. Something that happens often, especially in front of the mirror.

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It was also my reaction to my mom not knowing bow-ties are cool and her question: - “Who is Doctor Who?”.

I’m trying to let my hair be a little longer and get back to this kind of look that I had some years ago (ok, perhaps minus the blowfish face). So what did I do? I got an hair cut and went from this to what you can see in the first picture. ^^ This way it has a shape that I can work with easier every day (doesn’t get into my eyes and doesn’t look like I’m wearing a helmet at all times), which in turn will prevent me to just go bald (or do something like this again) in a rampant rage move over a bad hair day.

Nope. This is not my Halloween persona. This isn’t even just a “bad hair day” case. This is me. Every day (or at least how I feel I look like, especially when I wake up). And since a lot of people have asked me already why don’t I post pictures of myself in my blog. Well, this is why. :P

Ok, ok. Now seriously. I do have pictures of myself around here. They’re just not many because I’m usually in the other side of the camera, making the pictures. Yanno? It’s where I’m most comfortable. ^^

But, here ya go (and if you’re trained in the dark arts of cyber stalking and d0xing I’m pretty sure you’ll find plenty more around the web): http://eloisavaldes.com/search/self-portrait and http://eloisavaldes.com/post/33905123103/remember-that-post-where-i-was-whining-about-my - in this last one I was trying to pull a “overly attached girlfriend” look. I was told by a very scared boy that I nailed it. *le me is proud* :D

#Photography: Me, over the years (in no chronological order).

Me, this summer, in my last travel in a train that is about to close. #nostalgia