Thursday, April 30, 2009

Liar, Liar, Pants on Fire...and a giveaway

First, if you didn't enter to win Aubrey Mace's new book My Fairy Grandmother yet, you should. Just drop down to yesterday's post and read the last paragraph for instructions. It's hard work in the form of requiring a one word answer, but you can do it. I know you can. If you've ever had an opinion about anything, and can type one word, this is the contest for you. Go on. Enter.


See? Not so hard.


Now to the lying part. I'm not posting pictures of my shoes, so if that's what brought you here today...sorry. Maybe tomorrow. No weeping or wailing. Gnashing of teeth is fine, as it's less noisy. If it makes you feel better, I'm trying to get my husband to use his expensive new camera and budding amateur photography skills for good. Like, say...a photojournalistic essay on my shoes. But he's not going for it.


Instead, here are a bunch of pictures of me looking washed out and like I don't quite know what I want to do with my mouth. Just know that underneath that uncomfortable, slightly frozen look, my heart was aflutter with joy. Flap, flap.


I'm starting with this one because I love the expression on my face. And Aubrey is never going to speak to me again after this, but I swear my expression looks like, "Watch your hands!" And I'd like to say here and now that there should not be any falsehoods spread through the blogosphere. Aubery is a perfect gentleman. I mean, lady. I mean...I just have a stupid look on my face for no reason.
Are you still talking to me, Aubrey?

I like this one because Kimberly looks like she's thinking, "Please make her stop. She never STOPS. The talking...it just goes on and ON!"


I like this one because Don looks like he doesn't mind being seen with me.


I had to bend over about 42 inches just to tower above Josi and Annette by a mere half-a-head. I never felt so tall in my life. It felt especially weird since these are two of my heroes who have helped me with multiple questions along the way.
The rest of this post shall be taken up by a conspicuous absence of shoe pictures.
Ah, white space.














20 comments:

Luisa Perkins said...

They're all great. I wish I'd gotten a photo of the two of us. I had my camera out early in the day, but then kind of forgot about it. Bummer.

Debbie said...

Those are great photos. I am jealous, of course!

LisAway said...

Hey! I protest! I'm gonna start a riot! I came here for shoe pictures! I want shoe pictures! Unfortunately I doubt most of the Poles around here care all that much about your shoes (what are they thinking?) so getting a good riot might not work out.

I guess I'll just wait patiently until TOMORROW (right?).

Sue said...

Jealous rage. JEALOUS RAGE.

And Aubrey's books is a great read you guys - I'd enter the giveaway but I already have a copy :>

Becky said...

I DID stop by to see shoes, and all I get is white space?! You're dead to me.

See you next post.

Annette Lyon said...

I'm thinking that next picture I should lean my head back like Josi. Then maybe my cheeks wouldn't make me look like Jay Leno . . .

Kristina P. said...

Oh my gosh! I totally tried on that same jacket at Nordstroms! But it looked horrible on me. So cute on you.

That reminds me I still have a Nordstroms gift card.

Lara said...

Love the pictures! The first one just looks like you are trying very hard not to blink for the flash.

I always think that people I have never met but have seen pictures of must be the same height as me, so I'll probably be shocked when/if I meet Annette and I tower over her. Because people are rarely as tall as me. Silly me.

Carolyn said...

So fun to meet you.

Um your extremely cute, but very tall heels may have something to do with your tallness in the one photo.

Honestly you deserve a bravery award for enduring them all day just for the sake of completing a fab outfit.

Kimberly said...

The expression on my face actually translates into: Oh heck, someone is taking my picture and I just KNOW it's going to end up on the ever-delightful-Melanie's blog. Why oh why didn't I touch up my makeup earlier?

I'm really neurotic like that.

Eowyn said...

White space is truly beautiful, though your shoes are probably amazing as well.

No pics of me a the Whitneys? And I looked so fabulous! ~snicker~

The weekend was awesome with or without cameras!

Heidi Ashworth said...

Well, I've met Kim and I know she is way cuter than she appears in that photo so one can only assume you are as well. What a fun time you must have had!

LexiconLuvr said...

You really look awesome, Melanie. And I'm not upset about the white space because there were a few blue lines in it--well, and I did get to see the shoes in person. Ah...their beautiful glory.

Melinda said...

SHOES! SHOES! SHOES!!! I want that book too!!! I'm so demanding!!! I can't stop myself!!!!

Erin said...

If I had been in the picture where you are leaning over, I would have been on my knees and STILL been taller than them. I'm a giant.

Erin said...

P.S. I'm jealous you got to go have so much fun! But I'm also excited and happy for you.

DeNae said...

So...jealous...mingling with...real...writers.

The Crash Test Dummy said...

How fun!! You guys are all so cute. I do want to enter your contest because I really want to win that book, but I never win anything so I know I won't win it.

Or maybe I better try to exercise The Secret so I send out winning vibes to the universe.

No pressure, but if I don't win it will break my faith in The Secret.

Aubrey said...

Yes, I'm still talking to you. And I don't think I would have seen anything amiss with that picture until you mentioned it, but now I can't stop laughing. In fact, every time I look at it, it gets funnier. Where is that hand, anyway? And of course I'm taller than you because I'm like the amazing Amazon woman barefoot AND I wore heels. I swear I was like six feet tall. Can you imagine if I had a picture next to Annette and Josi?

I so wish I had taken a picture of your famed shoes because then I could post it on MY blog and maybe people would actually go there! Ha! :)

And thanks, Sue. You're a peach!

Josi said...

No shoes? You just can't quite wash out that mean streak, can you. :-) The shoes were great.