100% of children poled hated this picture. My children. Isaac refused to answer, opting to ask to watch "Diego," so he remains my favorite. AnneMarie understandably could not get over the fact that I was "gazing toward the heavens, and that is just weird." Peter suggested I mess around with filters to get a better "feeling going on" and this is what I came up with there, via Google Plus's Creative Kit:
Maybe better? Actually, I think it is. I love what it did to the hat, which is what I was going for in the first place, all kinda shadowy and mysterious. Yes, I too want to vomit at my expression, but it was seriously hard to take this myself.
What I wanted to showcase in the first place was my sharp chapeau. This is amongst my favorite possessions, and I wear it here in the central Flo from about October through February. It is the loveliest thing, handmade by Melissa Moody of MoodyMe out of upcycled men's trousers. Whoda thunk?
And honestly, the best thing about the wistful expression that attempts to upstage my glorious hat is that I can't look at it without thinking of this:
So there, my mean children. Happiness begets happiness!