When I needed current photos, I knew just who to call. I contacted my good friend at Laughter Loves Photography, setting a date for a nice sunny afternoon. Then, wanting to be more glamorous than usual, I enlisted the help from my acquaintance, Kat. She would know just what I needed to get my glam on.
First, she curled my hair to perfection. Then we headed off to the mall in search of the “perfect outfit.” We avoided the shops that specialize in petite sizes. Memories of my super fit days surfaced. It’s discouraging when nothing fits properly on your skinny frame, but it’s a lot more psychologically painful when the largest size in a shop is size 9. But we were still trying to be fashionable, so we started to hit some stores with which I wasn’t familiar.
After visiting three stores where absolutely nothing fit, I sat in the chair of the dressing room and began to silently cry. It had been a long time since I was this depressed. I hated myself at that point. My self-confidence was shattered. Then the anger kicked in. This wasn’t right. I had nothing to be ashamed of. I left the dressing room resolved to head to the Limited where I knew I was safe. At this store, my size is considered merely average. I had plenty of attractive options from which to choose. After finding a flattering outfit, I headed home to finish getting ready. The real question was whether or not that smile that I’m so well known for would come back in time. I guess we were going to find out.
To say it was windy would be an understatement. I told a friend that I was, “eating my hair more often than not.” She joked, “You’re going to get a hairball.” The question still remained…would I be able to recover and regroup after my earlier struggles?
I quickly got my answer the minute I stepped out of my car and was greeted with a huge hug from Sharyl, owner of Laughter Loves Photography. My mood lifted immediately, knowing just how much fun we were about to have!
I began to relax and smile once again. This girl never disappoints. With her unsuspecting intern, Breanna, in tow, Sharyl’s hug of reassurance signaled that it was time to get back to being me. Especially, since there is absolutely nothing wrong with being an average size. In fact, my Twiggy’s twin look didn’t hold a candle to my curvy, average shape.
Self-confidence grew as I did what I do best….being the biggest nerd ever. Laughing, shoulder rolling and frantically trying to keep my hair out of my eyes and mouth was just the beginning. Yes, this was just what I needed.
My favorite part of Laughter Loves Photography is they are never shy about getting that perfect shot. Whatever crazy pose strike, or however hard you are laughing, this company lives up to its name. You can’t be around those women ten minutes before you find yourself doubled-over and giggling. Laughter Loves Photography is truly run by some of my favorite people.
The day might have started off a little rough. It had me questioning my self-worth. However, Laughter Loves Photography quickly reminded me who I really know myself to be. As always, I was anxious to see the final results of all their fun shots, and I was not disappointed!
A girl just trying to find her way, stepping outside of her comfort zone, trying new things, and making new friends along the way!