I’ve practically never taken pictures of myself, but last year I needed one for my job. And fuck me sideways, I stood there for more than an hour, taking hundreds of pictures.

Not because of lighting or a bad angle or whatever, but because I’d look into the camera thinking I’m completely overdoing it with smiling and then I look at the photo and it’s the grumpiest motherfucker ever documented. Genuinely had me doubting, if I’ve been smiling wrong all my life.