Do you dislike photos of yourself?

Hate my pictures! But why is it people use pics of themselves from 40 years ago for their "avater" or whatever it's called? Why don't they show themselves from recently? This is a 'SENIOR FORUM". We all know we don't look the same as several years ago!
Actually, in my case, my avatar is not a photo of how I look now, but rather a beautiful artistic and emotional painting of how I see myself where I've lived all my long life. I certainly understand your point however, Gaer.
 

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Hate my pictures! But why is it people use pics of themselves from 40 years ago for their "avater" or whatever it's called? Why don't they show themselves from recently? This is a 'SENIOR FORUM". We all know we don't look the same as several years ago!


The photo in my avatar was taken over 65 years ago with my mam. ;) I use it as my avatar because I like it.
 

I no longer like photos taken of me either because when I look at them I wonder...... who is that person, she looks different and soooooo old!..... is that really me?
My drivers license is proof positive that I don't photograph well! :LOL:
I hear ya. I look quite dangerous in my driver's license. lol:cool:
 
A smile might help
Hate my pictures! But why is it people use pics of themselves from 40 years ago for their "avater" or whatever it's called? Why don't they show themselves from recently? This is a 'SENIOR FORUM". We all know we don't look the same as several years ago!
Because it’s THEIR avatar so is THEIR choice!!
THEY choose the pictures THEY want for THEIR avatar which is none of OUR business.
 
I don't have many photos of myself because I was always the one taking the pictures. It is only in the last two years or so that I have let someone take my picture. I'd rather share my pictures with my mask on than off. The reason is that I had to have my teeth extracted and he did not take them all, so I have crappy dentures with a wire on the ends to hold them in. I cannot smile or even apply lipstick to my top lip. It is gone! One thing I was always complimented on was my smile for my whole life. I didn't know it would disappear if I had my teeth taken out. So I usually don't smile and then everyone comments on why I didn't smile. The picture I have on here was taken last summer at a car show.
 
I tended to be the one taking the pictures as well. My mother would always insist on taking her glasses off, so she would squint and look unnatural. My father even disliked looking in a mirror; he said he'd see an old man looking back at him, and think "that's not me!"
 
Many people choose to keep some anonymity by posting various forms of avatars. I have no problem whatsoever with their choice. In fact, I really like some of them.
 
I like some pics of myself, some not so much, but we’re a picture-taking family so There are always lots of pictures, some of them very unflattering, but oh well. šŸ˜‚

I take a lot of selfies of Ron and me too...some goofy, some attractive, doesn’t matter. It’s for the memory so I don’t really care what we look like.
Here’s one example. We’d been riding along a coastal road on the bike for a while and needed a break so we parked In a little park right on the beach, threw ourselves down on the grass for half an hour listening to the waves and resting. I have helmet hair and it’s a mess. But it just turned into a special time and I wanted to capture that memory
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This ones actually cute. Our first Airbnb adventure.
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We were hanging out with my teen grandkids
and they insisted we do a selfie together with the typical ridiculous ā€œduck-lipsā€ pose that seems to be all over the young people’s instagrams etc. The grands had spent the night, and it was the first time Ron had really gotten to hang with them for any length of time. They decided he was ā€œcoolā€ step-grandpa, and then engaged in this silly selfie photo session with us. It was such an endearing memory.
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The last get together at my daughters house with all the family before everything was locked down. Everyone was sitting around, we were playing some funny/silly interactive game on our phones and Ron inches up behind me and starts poking at my face and being goofy. I threatened to take his pic. He said he didn’t care. There was a lot of banter, the kids egged him on, and I managed to take this....by far one of the more benign ways he was manipulating my face šŸ˜‚ but it captures the memory. Certainly not flattering at ALL!!
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Well. I didn’t intend for this to get so long. Dammit. But y’all know I can’t shut up. šŸ¤¦šŸ¼ā€ā™€ļø My only point is that photos for me are sort of just place markers/memory joggers of fun times so it matters less what I look like and more of how they capture the spirit and specialness of that moment in time.

The camera roll on my phone is FILLED with ridiculous, goofy, silly images of us, of family, friends, fun times. And when I scroll through for a look, it’s a walk down memory lane and I smile. šŸ˜šŸ¤©
 
Nice photos, Ronni.

I mostly hate pictures of myself, but every once in a while I get a pleasant surprise. One was actually a passport photo that I liked! I was sorry when the passport expired and I had to get a new one, which I didn't like.
 
I like some pics of myself, some not so much, but we’re a picture-taking family so There are always lots of pictures, some of them very unflattering, but oh well. šŸ˜‚

I take a lot of selfies of Ron and me too...some goofy, some attractive, doesn’t matter. It’s for the memory so I don’t really care what we look like.
Here’s one example. We’d been riding along a coastal road on the bike for a while and needed a break so we parked In a little park right on the beach, threw ourselves down on the grass for half an hour listening to the waves and resting. I have helmet hair and it’s a mess. But it just turned into a special time and I wanted to capture that memory
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This ones actually cute. Our first Airbnb adventure.
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We were hanging out with my teen grandkids
and they insisted we do a selfie together with the typical ridiculous ā€œduck-lipsā€ pose that seems to be all over the young people’s instagrams etc. The grands had spent the night, and it was the first time Ron had really gotten to hang with them for any length of time. They decided he was ā€œcoolā€ step-grandpa, and then engaged in this silly selfie photo session with us. It was such an endearing memory.
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The last get together at my daughters house with all the family before everything was locked down. Everyone was sitting around, we were playing some funny/silly interactive game on our phones and Ron inches up behind me and starts poking at my face and being goofy. I threatened to take his pic. He said he didn’t care. There was a lot of banter, the kids egged him on, and I managed to take this....by far one of the more benign ways he was manipulating my face šŸ˜‚ but it captures the memory. Certainly not flattering at ALL!!
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Well. I didn’t intend for this to get so long. Dammit. But y’all know I can’t shut up. šŸ¤¦šŸ¼ā€ā™€ļø My only point is that photos for me are sort of just place markers/memory joggers of fun times so it matters less what I look like and more of how they capture the spirit and specialness of that moment in time.

The camera roll on my phone is FILLED with ridiculous, goofy, silly images of us, of family, friends, fun times. And when I scroll through for a look, it’s a walk down memory lane and I smile. šŸ˜šŸ¤©
Well, now I know for sure...I just love you two and wish the four of us could hang out together!!! What great pictures!!
 
Well, when I look at myself in the mirror, I ask "Who IS that ugly old lady there and why do we keep her picture around??!!??

Don't think there has been a pictureof me around for many years that I have liked. But I do have to admit those pictures document the reality of things. Even so I do my best to avoid pictures, at least in any number. Or I look at the other people in group pictures, and studiously avoid looking at muhself in those pictures.

My daughter reminds me of the time I was trying to get a closeup of our parakeet who was sitting on my shoulder. I was using my phone, and trying to get the bird with as little as possible of my face in that picture. She asked me what I was doing, and I told her I was trying to take a "selfie" without me in it.
 
I've always said. I don't like looking at myself in the mirror.. and just when I get used to it I seem to look different ( much worse) in every picture I get taken.

here's a link to the Photo thread with a couple that are more acceptable than most that are taken of me...although both taken a few years ago


https://www.seniorforums.com/thread...pictures-of-yourself-if-you-wish.50419/page-4



I think I may start taking photos of myself wearing my masks.. or maybe that would be a step back in my self imposed therapy.. :unsure::D

There you go. I feel the same about my pictures, but was thinking maybe with the masks, and my glasses with the transition lenses that turn dark in bright light, I could do it. I'll use a flash.
 
I like some pics of myself, some not so much, but we’re a picture-taking family so There are always lots of pictures, some of them very unflattering, but oh well. šŸ˜‚

I take a lot of selfies of Ron and me too...some goofy, some attractive, doesn’t matter. It’s for the memory so I don’t really care what we look like.
Here’s one example. We’d been riding along a coastal road on the bike for a while and needed a break so we parked In a little park right on the beach, threw ourselves down on the grass for half an hour listening to the waves and resting. I have helmet hair and it’s a mess. But it just turned into a special time and I wanted to capture that memory
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This ones actually cute. Our first Airbnb adventure.
View attachment 114494

We were hanging out with my teen grandkids
and they insisted we do a selfie together with the typical ridiculous ā€œduck-lipsā€ pose that seems to be all over the young people’s instagrams etc. The grands had spent the night, and it was the first time Ron had really gotten to hang with them for any length of time. They decided he was ā€œcoolā€ step-grandpa, and then engaged in this silly selfie photo session with us. It was such an endearing memory.
View attachment 114496

The last get together at my daughters house with all the family before everything was locked down. Everyone was sitting around, we were playing some funny/silly interactive game on our phones and Ron inches up behind me and starts poking at my face and being goofy. I threatened to take his pic. He said he didn’t care. There was a lot of banter, the kids egged him on, and I managed to take this....by far one of the more benign ways he was manipulating my face šŸ˜‚ but it captures the memory. Certainly not flattering at ALL!!
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Well. I didn’t intend for this to get so long. Dammit. But y’all know I can’t shut up. šŸ¤¦šŸ¼ā€ā™€ļø My only point is that photos for me are sort of just place markers/memory joggers of fun times so it matters less what I look like and more of how they capture the spirit and specialness of that moment in time.

The camera roll on my phone is FILLED with ridiculous, goofy, silly images of us, of family, friends, fun times. And when I scroll through for a look, it’s a walk down memory lane and I smile. šŸ˜šŸ¤©

They're great pictures! You look like a supercute couple. And you're right about the pictures being a walk down memory lane.
 

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