In the movie “One Hour Photo” the creepy Robin Williams character says, “No one takes a picture of something they want to forget.” What if someone else takes the picture? With the coming of smart phones, the instant-ness of internet publishing, and the terrifying lack of content control, there are a lot of DRINKIN’ folks out there who beg to differ, Robin.
After two bottles of wine, I forget to hold my stomach in, and I look demonically thrilled. Also, something happens to my hair. I tend to drape myself familiarly atop total strangers (or those who wish they were). The resultant photographs are ghastly.
I am relatively vain. I think of myself as well-preserved and good looking, but my beauty regimen goes to Hell in a Louis Vuitton handbag when I drink too much. I have BRAVELY selected three photos to illustrate this fact. I have deliberately kept them small so you won’t turn to STONE…
In the first photo, I look a little too EXCITED to be with that buff, black dude.
In the second photo, I can tell i’m about to say something clever – just a little too loud.
In the third photo, I look like I’m getting cues from someone off-stage while I strangle a small Bahamian woman.
Nuff’ said.
