Let’s Make Some Memories

Let’s make some memories.  Laugh and cry and reach for the sky.  And if by chance we don’t touch the stars, we can say we tried.  Let’s make some memories…..Jane Olivor

I had a hair cut a few weeks ago.  Big deal you say?  I didn’t realise how big a deal it would end up being.  Sometimes the smallest thing can become a catalyst for seeing things differently.  I suddenly realised that, at 55, this is the youngest I’m going to be for the rest of my life.

I talk a lot about the glamour of old photography and how important it is to leave a lasting legacy for future generations but I’ve never really taken heed of my own advice.  Yesterday, I made the momentous decision to embrace the now and have some studio photos taken.  I wanted some unashamed glamour.  I wanted to celebrate who I am and where I’ve come from.  So I phoned the lovely Kirsty and told her I needed her help.  We set the lights and background up, I knew what I wanted and she clicked away.

I’ll happily admit to working on the photos in Photoshop.  I’m not into Photoshopping the everyday of myself but I’m a firm believer that everybody, man and woman, should have at least one photograph  that makes them feel good about themselves.  In fact, they should have an album full.  I kept thinking that before I had some really good photos taken, I should lose weight and go on an extensive skin routine, get more dental work done and……..you get the drift. Why wait?

Taking photos from a clever angle with the right lighting and a little bit of help from make up and Photoshop, regardless of what stage of life you’re in, will ensure you look the best you possible.  If you don’t like your smile, don’t smile.  Have a serious photo done.  If you feel self conscious about your body,  have head shots done.  Just stop making excuses.  Like me, you’re never going to be younger than you are right this moment, so celebrate every one of those moments and leave some memories behind.

It wasn’t an easy process for me yesterday, even though I’m on the other side of the camera all the time and knew how to pose to avoid double chins and deep wrinkles from showing up.  But I decided to play with the camera instead of fighting it. I pretended I was a model and pulled faces.  Some worked, some didn’t.   I’ve always disliked my hands and so hate them showing in photos but yesterday, I decided to embrace them, regardless how much they look like chubby sausages wrapped in chicken skin and made them a feature.  I love looking at photos of my mum’s hands. When I see them, I can feel them all over again so why not show mine?

I can promise you, future generations won’t remember your wrinkles or your weight when you’re gone.  They’ll remember the way your eyes shine when you talk about something that excites you.  They’ll remember the way it felt to dance, riding on your feet.  They won’t remember the liver spots or the chicken skin of your hands, but I promise they’ll remember the way those hands felt when you touched their face or cooled a fever.  In short, they’ll remember the way you made them feel.

Leave them with some beautiful images that match your beautiful soul.  It’s never too late to celebrate you.

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8 thoughts on “Let’s Make Some Memories

  1. I love your approach “They´ll remember the way you made them feel” … It is a nice thought to create some pictures that makes you feel good about yourself, and with the aim to remain beautyfull for these surroundings, to whom you´ve reached with your love and soul. Probably they saw you that way already, regardless to the chicken skin or your weight, for instance. None of these tings matters, don´t give them path to do so. Love and embrace yourself with all of your heart.

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