The Bogey Maid in Photos
Can you spot my resting BDD face?
Why is it that I already feel ashamed of my vanity when posting these photos online?
This was me pre-BDD. One of the few remaining photos of my auburn hair before I coloured it.
If that’s not a resting BDD face, I don’t know what is.
Ooo, tricky. See that smooth skin, that’s not mine. This was my job application photo for Emirates. I didn’t just Photoshop this, I blended another girl’s face onto mine.
The day of my bodybuilding competition. Although I was a lean 18% body fat, I still could not get my face in front of the camera. Spoiler, leaning out did not cure my BDD.
Oo, the iconic head tilt. That’s my signature move, trying to close my hair curtains against the camera.
It’s all in the expression (and the fist).
Translation: “No! Please don’t make me do this. Okay, I’m gonna punch you in the go%#$s.”
The classic headless fitness selfie. Need I say more? Body image problems are not always about the body.
And my favourite photo. The day of my fitness competition. A lucky photo from someone on the sidelines that caught me smiling naturally. This could be the only photo without a resting BDD face.
My first photo without makeup and in daylight.
Oh the pain in my face is too much in this one. Can you see it?
Translation: “F&&k all of you for forcing me into this.”
There’s no denying this one. If the cap and the head tilt doesn’t give it away, those pursed lips certainly do, This is a trigger photo for me, those marionette lines, double chin, and what is that texture on my cheek?
Translation: “Stop aiming that damn thing at my damn face.”
Sunglasses and shadow – my favourite forms of camouflage. What you can’t see in the photo is how much those damn glasses are hurting the bridge of my nose and ears. I had worn those damn things for three days.