I once had a photography instructor who told me everyone should, at least once, have a “day in the life” photo-series done, where a photographer documents their day from the time they rise to the time they pass out. I immediately thought, “I’d need to have veto power over all those double chin photos.” Then I thought about wearing makeup to bed the night before the big film.

I know a woman who refuses to allow her significant other to see her without makeup. The true testament of how close they are has nothing to do with letting one rip or having the spits and spins. For her, it means no concealer, foundation, or powder. And, it makes me angry. The idea that someone is out there, rushing to the bathroom before he wakes up, to quickly pat down her face with pressed powder and cover up, makes me sad. There are far too many medical advances for anyone to live that way.

So in a bold move of solidarity, I plan to have Phil (and other unsuspecting participants) photo-document a day in my life. No makeup, double chins, the whole thing. Though I cannot promise anything exciting, and given that he works, too, I might need to do a few self-portraits. I’ll only use Photoshop for color-correction and cropping (because he’ll totally have to shoot a shower scene. I mean, a girl has to have a few thrills). That is, when I actually shower.

As promised, here are the photos (just click the actual photo to scroll through… and if you can’t see the full photo, you can drag it around). I actually have more, but I’m too tired to post them now. Will have to wait for morning.

First thing in the morning, I cleaned baby bottles. Said hi to the family. Brushed the teeth. Changed Abigail’s diaper, then went downstairs to check email and took these photos of myself with the camera inside my mac. Then I baked cookies for a cookie swap I have tomorrow  (by the way, I bet you can still catch me on the TV FOOD NETWORK, when they filmed my last cookie sway. Their 12 days of cookies programing should still be on). I took photos of the tree, ate way too many cookies, raw and otherwise. Cranberry, white chocolate, macademia nut cookies, and chocolate chunk walnut cookies. Cleaned the kitchen. Then upstairs for Lucas’s physical therapy session, where Abigail and I went into my closet. Mommy needed a bra! So I got dressed, put on makeup, then came downstairs to write. Filmed a short video, then worked on Moose until it was time to head off to CHOW (a foodie club where you meet new people). Now I’m home, posting the photos. Somewhere in there, I also put on deodorant…and my wedding rings. And I only put the scarf on my head to listen to Phil tell me it looked ugly. But he never said that. I never actually planned to leave the house with a scarf on my head. I’m just sayin’. Now I’m off to bed but don’t want to wake Phil just to ask him to take a photo. I can’t wait to dive into bed!