Glamour Shots: To Redeem the Awkward Years

The other day in church we were asked what had been the best gift we’d ever been given. Clearly, you can take that and answer it any way you see fit, so if we’re talking in a spiritual sense, I could say salvation. However, that wasn’t really where they were going with that. When I thought about it, besides my car when I turned sixteen, I think one of the most fun and creative gifts I’d been given was when I turned ten, my parents signed me up to do a shoot with Glamour Shots.

If you’re not familiar with Glamour Shots, basically, you go to a studio where they do your hair and make-up, you know, make you look all glamorous and junk, and then they do a photo shoot. I guess you could compare it to Toddlers and Tiaras except for the fact that it’s much less involved, much less freaky looking, and clearly, I was not a toddler. You can image at the ripe age of ten just how exciting that would be, especially for a girl who was naive on the topic of anything glamour.

A few weeks ago at dinner, the topic of Glamour Shots came up. I’m honestly not sure how we got started on that one, but then again, how do we get started on any conversation we have? We are ramblers at best.

That night I kind of forgot about it, but then the other night I remember that I promised I would share mine if Missy shared hers as well. So I went searching.

Actually, that is how this entire post came about. Underneath all my awkward photos, were my very glamorous shots. I gave a shout of praise upon finding them because, if I’m being frank, it redeemed all the years that had been lost in the glamour department.

And let it be said that if you notice anything, notice how they worked the cowlick to my advantage. Yes, it can be done, ladies. Even a cowlick has its perks. Perks of big bangs and most importantly, Texas sized hair.

This particular photo was not only framed and hung in our living room for some time, it is now hanging in our stairwell, and just the other night I learned that it was also put in their magazine for an ad. Um, I had no idea I was famous! My parents are obviously holding out on me.

Um, I'd say this is the scariest of them all. Seductive much? This was also my dad's least favorite photo, if you can imagine.

What was it with the head tilt? Anybody?

Check out that choker!


And there you have it, folks. Oh, the sweet Glamour Shots. What a glamorous time it was.

Did you do Glamour Shots? If so, I think I might need to check yours out. Just sayin'.