Putting this post up is like handing around those shocking kiddie photos of you. When you were about seven. Had no front teeth. Wore velvet leopard print long sleeve tops and purple flared jeans. 100% cringe-worthy material. But you’ve got to own it – it’s your past. Hence why I’ve finally mustered the courage to post this particular one; dodgy writing and shocking photographs to boot (circa July 2013). If anything I’d hope it shows progress. That I’ve finally learnt one very simply lesson in photography and styling: a) don’t take photographs at night (unless it’s summer and the lighting is still reasonable outside) – natural light is best b) don’t put food that is one colour on a tea-towel of a similar colour against the wall of the same colour. It. Doesn’t. Work. Don’t kid yourself. Well, there’s nothing left for it: go ahead and have a gander at a ‘baby photo/journal entry’ of tastewithoutwaste. Completely unaltered. You’ve been warned. I also, *small embarrassed cough, might or might not have been rather unwell over the last five days. Perhaps for the reasons stated below. Seems some things you never learn. Continue reading
