Yesterday, I shared a meme from the always hilarious Paige Kellerman on my personal Facebook page about how we all think we leave the house looking pretty ok until we catch glimpses of ourselves on reflective surfaces around town.
It was a coincidence that after sharing this meme, I found myself in the self-checkout lane at Target and made the mistake of glancing at the video display showcasing every wrinkle and double chin I possess. I don’t know what it is, but I could come from a full makeover and still look like a bridge troll on those Target self-checkout cameras. They are the worst angles and horrific lighting.
As I grimaced at myself, I reminded myself it could be worse! There was one time, years ago, when Facebook tagged me in literally the most hideous photo I’ve ever seen of myself. I still shudder and get the chills when I think about that monstrosity. It keeps me up at night knowing that image of me is circulating around the internet.
The only good part is only Facebook and I know it’s me. (I hope.)
Let me explain.
I have my privacy settings on Facebook set so I must grant permission before I can be tagged in photos. So I will get a bunch of photos in my notifications where Facebook will say something like, “Your friend Lynn tagged you in a photo. Do you want to allow this tag?”
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