Greta Gone Wild

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As a regular user of Facebook, I have been the recipient of the many glamorous photos of friends, former classmates and colleagues, and people I barely remember meeting.  We like to put our best foot forward, or best face forward, in the virtualized, summative altar of our existence, our Facebook profiles.  We exhibit vanity in different ways.  Some through humor, others through beauty, others through pics of ‘me and the girls,’ and others through well-chosen Bob Dylan lyrics.  We share a bit of ourselves with the world and we’d like that bit to be interesting or appealing or something that might up our friend count or blog views.  It’s like being at a party from your living room.  No one would think, I’m going to put something really non-descript and uninteresting out there, so that no one will to stand next to me and finish these awful Cheezits. We think, I’m going to make that person laugh, or feel comforted or join the group of 8,000 people that would like to take me to Baskin Robbins, their apartment, and not call me in the morning.

Well, I, personally, have been remiss in sharing flattering shots of myself, mostly because I’m shy and don’t photograph so well.  Is that what ordinary looking people say when their delusions aren’t upheld by Kodak and Fuji Film (not sponsors)?  But really, I always come off looking pale, flat and lifeless.  It’s not that I hate my looks, I just don’t have the time and money and photo opportunities to even try to look remotely as good as Valerie Bertinelli.

However, in the name of holiday spirit, I have decided to make some glamour shots for my husband and for the entire planet Earth (Thank you, World Wide Web).  It’s a sacrifice of my pride, but in the name of generosity, St. Valentine and other people who lost their heads (or had them removed for them) in the name of love, I am extending this offering to you.  Click here for my photos.

Check back tomorrow for the final day of 14 Days Of Love And Food and then it’s on to Olympic fun.

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3 Responses to “Greta Gone Wild”

  • Gregory Wood says:

    oh…..oh……oooooohhhhh!!!!!! Greta,
    I must have you. I can be found outside your home in the 1974 Ford van with the moon window in the back and the surf board permanently affixed to the roof. Does your husband “swing”? That would be ideal as I don’t believe in paying rent to “The Man” but would be interested in staying on your couch and feeding you interesting, yet irrelevant phrases from my time aged book of zen.

    Tastely yours,
    Dude

  • 1-800-ASK-ANNE says:

    Nice boobies, G! Your hair is looking especially pretty. Thanks for sharing!

  • Greta says:

    I’m so glad you all approve! I’m honored and humbled. I am so pleased to learn that there is more to me than just words. I get teary-eyed just thinking about it. XO, Greta

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