AwkwardFamilyPhotos.com

Due to a publisher-enforced page limit, we weren’t able to fit every photo that was submitted into our new book. Regrettably, we had to send send out an email to those awkward family members letting them know this recently and received this amazingly cool response. We wanted to make sure that Dana’s mother knows that her daughter’s awkwardness is appreciated and while her photo may not have made it into the book, we’re proud to honor it here.

Thanks for the notice, but I must say, I’m devastated.

I understand editors can be the ultimate champions of brevity and as a result, Executioners of Artistic Freedom, but Dream Killers on top of it all?!

In my brief existence, I have unsuccessfully chased my dreams over cliffs, under whiskey bar stools at 3am, and into the arms of a Colombian drug lord named Tito, which I’d prefer not to go into depth about at this time – as per my Editor’s discretion.  But now, how will I go to my mother and explain that I have again failed and at the task of being awkward, the very thing she claimed was my ONLY “talent”?

The shame!

But no matter, the shame (and self-flagellating scars) will fade and the book must go on.  I will continue to be a devoted follower – nay! – a devoted student of your site and publication (which I will keep safely nestled in the bathroom between Cigar Aficionado and Good Housekeeping).

Wherever a fanny pack travels, I’ll be there.
Whenever Great Uncles and ad libitum liquor converge, I’ll be there.
Whenever a Sears photographer asks “Why don’t you put your hand under your chin in a shelf-like manner?”, I’ll reply “Why, of course” …and I’ll be there.

Best of luck,
Dana