Blogging is not always pretty..it just isn’t lol. Only about 3% of my photos actually make it on the blog. The others…live in the blooper folder for this very post. I would say about 70% of my photos are with my flipping my hair, 20% are of my eyes closed, and the other 7% that don’t make it to the blog are of me yelling at Stephen to stop snapping while I adjust.
I love these posts so I am thrilled to make fun of myself with some horribly unflattering photos.
So without further ado, here is the blooper reel for 2017 with some commentary! Hope you enjoyΒ some ofΒ my best fails throughout the year.
I really don’t even know how to caption this one, but it’s a great way to kick this post off.
Adjusting my outfit or thinking about going to the bathroom?
Hey boy, yo mama let you date?
Deer in the headlights? Contemplating my life decisions? You decide?
This post was only for my jacket so I didn’t wear pants. Also we were moving so there are approximately 4,285 boxes in the background.
One of many of me talking to Stephen mid shoot.
Drinking water is hard…
Way more interested in Molly than this shoot.
“Hold on, I gotta pull my pants up.”
Hangry.
I have trouble drinking things. A common theme in these photos…
Hair flipz for dayz
I actually have no words.
You know the Leo DiCaprio meme of him walking down the street. We are actually twins.
More yelling at Stephen.
When you’re kind of over taking photos…
I freaking love this sangriaaaaa
Failure to take sips on camera #3 and #4
What do I do with my hands?
Still can’t drink on camera.
Derp.
But can I have these Pop Rocks?
America’s Next Top Model
Seriously incapable of taking a normal sip of anything.
I don’t know how to make a duck face.
Time to exercise the demons.
This is a sequence of failed photos… first, I wanted to make my cape flow in the non-existent wind.
TA-DA!
I’m actually a pro.
The Bailey’s are excellent at Christmas card photos.
I’m freezing… do it for the gram?
“Hel…the wreath is not attacking you.” –My husband
That moment when a little chunk of snow falls off a tree and straight down your shirt.
I took this shirt a little too seriously.
Just two bestie gals cracking up over while wearing coordinating Falcon’s attire.
This is my armpit.
Back in the tri-pod days. I was super at getting the right angle.
If this is how I look when I flirt, thank God I got married.
See above.
I’m very angry at these graham crackers.
I call this the Blue Steel.
I don’t know how to walk and talk at the same time.
When you try to twirl but your heels are 3 inches deep in dirt.
Hair Flip 3.0
Nancy Drew and the Case of the Missing Hand Mixer
It’s a hard knock life showcasing this giant snakeskin envelope clutch.
Werk it.
Is my top on backwards?
Happy New Year sweet friends! I’ll see you in 2018!
