It turned out that I:
– often fix my hair,
– talk to my coffee (and angrily),
– and sometimes look out the window as if expecting a prophetic message.

There was nothing special: coffee, the street, my laptop, calls, photo editing, a short walk. But the shots turned out to be honest. Maybe even a little cute. I will definitely save the ones where I smile at myself.

It’s a strange feeling to look at yourself from the outside. It’s like getting to know yourself anew. A little creepy. But also interesting.

If any of you have ever tried something similar, share it.
And if not, try it.
At least once.
You can do it without makeup. You can even do it in your pajamas.

Because we don't always see ourselves as we are. But the camera does. Sometimes very softly. As it should be.