Sometimes when no one else is around and I need a picture taken, I'll recruit my brother. He's a good sport. And I have to admit that I like his style of photography. (Don't tell him that I said so though.) His style is: I don't care about this, can we be done yet? He holds the camera haphazardly and doesn't even bother looking through the viewfinder... and he gets a kick out of taking a bunch of dumb pictures of me. Eventually we get what I was aiming for, but honestly, his relaxed, "Are we done yet?" style is better than what I ever direct him to do.
In this one I'm laughing because I couldn't get a sock off and ended up hopping on one foot in circles.
He's getting a bit more pushy too. I was informed that if I didn't smile for this one, I'd look like an idiot.
In other news, I finished my Koolhaas. I had planned to give it away, but after adding the pom pom, I've become smitten with it. Maybe if someone really awesome asks me, I'll send it their way...
