I was stalking some photos the other night. A women that I used to know, was in one of the photos and was making a really weird face. It was so weird in fact, I mentioned it to the eldest.
Me: "Come here. Look at this pose. What's that about? Why is she doing that with her mouth?"
The eldest: (nodding as if she'd seen the pose a million times) "Ah, yes. That's a MYSPACE face. She's doing that on purpose."
Me: "On purpose? A Myspace face? I've never had a MYSPACE." (is it even supposed to be capitalized?)
The eldest: "Yeah. A Myspace face."
I'm confused.
The eldest: "Remember Zoolander?... Blue Steel?... You know, Duck face?"
Me: "Duck face? That's not nice!"
The eldest: (looking back at the photo and pointing) "See those pouty lips? See how her cheekbones are more pronounced? People use that face in their FB profiles. It's supposed to look "model-ish" or something. Lot's of girls do it. Usually they're taking their own picture. In a bathroom...Ahem..bent forward. Usually they're fishing for comments or looking for new "friends". People make fun of it all the time. There is an Anti-duck face page on FB... It's even a game. People write the word "BANG!" when they see the dreaded Duck face. Go ahead. Look it up."
And so I do.
I Facebook it. I Google it. I Pinterest it.
Me: "Ouch. Who does that on purpose?"
The eldest: "Which? Make that ridiculous face or say, 'BANG!'? Apparently, lots of people."
I quickly scan through all my photos. Because I would never, EVER make that face. Would I? Did I? Only people who are seeking attention would do that, right? Please don't let me find a pic making that pout...Whew! I'm good. Only girls who have low self-esteem would......WAIT. A. MINUTE.....
Me: (to the eldest) "Look at this! Is THIS the duck-face? It can't be. It's from 1972! I was only two years old!"
The eldest: "Hahahahahahah! Yep. Wow. Way to be vain, ma! You probably invented it. MY mother invented the duck face!"
Me: "Now I'm all self conscious! Certainly I had no idea.. Look, I don't even HAVE any cheekbones!"
The eldest is laughing hard at me now.
Me: "Don't laugh! Should I take it down? Well? Is THIS what people make fun of? Say something, already!"
The eldest shakes her head and walks away. But before she leaves the room, she turns around, shoots a pointer finger at me and says,
"BANG!"
Happy "You're-only-awesome-if-you-thought-duckface-was-putting-two-Pringles-between-your-lips" day, friends.
Sunday, June 3, 2012
Wednesday, May 16, 2012
Pattern Review- New Look 6705
Here is a review of a new tunic I made this week. I have 900 things I should be doing to get ready for my daughter's graduation...so of course I made a random clothing item..It helps with the stress, ladies..
Since the eldest is busy with her exams/college classes/job, I have to use Betty as my model. Though headless, armless and short, she'll have to do for now...
Back view
Back view of neckline
Side view
No sleeveless tops on their own. Cardigans all the way..
Yeah, I wear sweaters with everything... Welcome to menopause :P
Happy "What Day is it again?"
Thursday, May 10, 2012
Mother-of-the-year, Volume 65..
I received a note from my youngest yesterday after school. He was trying to be quiet because I was working with a student who was reading to me. I tutor on Wednesdays, and the youngest usually works on his own homework until I'm finished. Apparently, this couldn't wait.
"I was suppose to wear old clothes today. We were painting."
I believe the part that is scratched out said, "You fail as a mom. How could you forget to dress me appropriately for an important art project? I am sincerely disappointed in you. You are a stay-at-home-mom now for a reason- so you can pay attention to the tiny details. I notice that you didn't forget to make that hot cup of coffee for yourself or wear appropriate clothes for yoga. But that's okay. What choice to I have, but to sit and wait for you to say you're sorry?"
And then he changed his mind, writing "I can't do it." (I can't break your heart) With an asterisk. "Love you lots."
Maybe the scratched out part didn't say that, but still...That is how I felt. I forgot Art day (his favorite)! He was concerned enough to let me know and still was able to say "love you lots" at the end. Ugh.
Happy "Step-up-your-game, man!" day, friends.
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