I made the mistake of waiting until 10 o'clock tonight to take today's picture. As it turns out, it's dark outside. Without natural light, I had to rely on the lights in my bedroom and they happen to be very yellow-y.
When he took this picture, my husband told me I would need to do some color correcting. I later realized I have absolutely no idea how to do that, so I did the only thing I could think of: I whined just a little to see if it would pull him away from his TV show to help me.
That was unsuccessful. He said I would "
just have to wait a little bit", but patience is not something I have a lot of, particularly after 10pm.
So, I did the next logical thing, which was to continue to whine quietly while I attempted everything I could think of, and
... this is the product of
all of that.
I'm accepting the fact that my husband, and possibly some of you will laugh at my attempts at color correction. In my head, you're saying to yourself with a chuckle... "WOW, those are some
really blue jeans and you're sort of the color of an oompa-loompa."
The imaginary you can be
SO insensitive sometimes, albeit accurate. I do look like I just stepped off the set of Charlie and the Chocolate Factory... it's like I'm what you'd get if an Oompa-Loompa and Violet Beauregarde had a baby. I can assure you both of my parents are over five feet tall and neither one of them resembles a blueberry.
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