mugshots.

i finally got down to getting my photo taken yesterday so i can renew my passport. can you tell from my face how much i hate taking passport photos?

honestly, i’ve always hated going to the photo studio to get my photo taken when i was younger… “sit up straight! look up! tilt slightly lower, smile! no, smile less. hold it, urmmm abit to the left, no no to the right!” bullocks.

i’d go to a photo booth over the studio any day… at least i can see what i look like before it’s printed… photo booths remind me of one of my favourite french films,  Le fabuleux destin d’Amélie Poulain. now if i could just remember where i put my dvd since i’m staying in to work tonight…