Lovely fiance and I went shopping in Bath at the weekend. Two reasons for this, one was to collect lovely fiance's wedding ring, which was initially too large and needed altering. The other is that elder daughter and son are still away in Spain and the opportunity to shop without them was too good to miss. Much as I love them both I have no desire to trawl around Game shops for cut price Playstation 3 games, and then should a suitable game be found and purchased put up with eleven-year-old son's ongoing requests for updates as to when we will be going home. Once his mission is accomplished he loses all interest (I hope this isn't a trait that will carry on into adult life.) Nine-year-old daughter loves to shop but can be relied upon for challenging my taste in suitable clothes for her up to the point where an argument is inevitable, and we all end up returning home in savage moods.
Anyway, lovely fiance and I, with toddler in tow, duly collected his wedding ring and then prepared to do a spot of shopping, and he lost no time in dragging me into Currys to look at cameras. Now we already have a few-months-old perfectly good camera, bought in the Christmas sales, which has the ability to produce excellent pictures. However despite my protestations that we really don't need another camera in our life, it soon became clear that lovely fiance had his heart set on a smaller pocket-size camera for the more impromptu candid snapshots when out and about. I had to agree that our camera is quite bulky and does demand some forethought when going out (firstly to remember to bring it and secondly who is to be lumbered with carrying it). Still, it did seem like a bit of an unnecessary purchase when balanced against my ever-increasing wedding budget.
But how glad I now am that lovely fiance stormed ahead and bought the thing! On getting it home and trying it out, lovely fiance discovers that this camera has something called a 'Beauty' mode. We are initially mystified as to what this could mean (lovely fiance is one of those people who never reads instruction booklets, he prefers to feel his way around the product until it refuses to perform correctly). However, when lovely fiance does a 'before' and 'after' shot of me with this function first switched off and then on, I am dumbstruck by the results!
In the first shot I look old and haggard, every wrinkle, line and bag highlighted by the daylight flooding through the kitchen window. I can't even blame the fact that I'm wearing no makeup or have just got up, as it's in the middle of the day and I have a full face of slap on. But when at the click of a button we look at the next shot, the difference is unbelievable! I look like I've stepped off the set of one of those L'Oreal adverts. My skin glows, any uneven skin tone or redness has been ironed out. Wrinkles have disappeared and my eyes sparkle. I am rendered temporarily speechless. Quickly regaining my composure I force lovely fiance to take lots more pictures of me in various poses. In each one the same thing - I look radiant and ten years younger with no kids! (I will post a before/after shot on here at some point when lovely fiance has felt his way around the camera enough to find out how you download pictures from it, and then you will see what I mean).
Finding the magical quality of the gadget hard to believe, we take the camera to lovely fiance's mum's house the following day and try it out again. The results are truly amazing. Lovely fiance's mum looks glossy and airbrushed, like she's spent the weekend at a luxury spa and has then had her makeup professionally applied. The camera is passed around in awe.
That evening I instruct lovely fiance that all future photographs of me are to be taken only on this camera in the 'Beauty' mode, especially those of me on my wedding day. It is only later that it occurs to me a depressing pattern is emerging here. It seems I have passed the milestone at which I need rely only on a bit of makeup to get me looking half decent. In order to look my best now I am having to depend on external inventions such as magic knickers (see my earlier posts) and now photographic technology. Where will it end?
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