I got a few compliments on the pictures that the big, milkless grownup took, but I don't think they capture the real me. I'm hearing a lot of "cute," even the occasional "adorable," but no one is seeing the raw animal magnetism I exude. So I borrowed the camera/phone/digital pacifier and took some selfies.
Where's the camera button? Did it click? Aww, my mouth was open on that one.
Hmm. I kept my mouth closed, but the eyes are not enough "smoldering" and too much "derpy"...
Not bad. It says fun-loving, with an air of mystery and danger that the bad girls love.