There was no reason behind the Thirty Selfies project.  I wasn’t promoting anything in particular, perhaps my brand in general, but there was no cause.  It was just another bit of Twitter merriment.  Like the blood pact I made with S.E. Lehenbauer not too long ago.

I need to learn how to weld by the end of 2015 or I will be honor bound to go into a Hobby Lobby and purchase something.

Don’t worry, there’s plenty of time to escape that dire fate.  I won’t let you down.

Thirty Selfies was born from my love of other people’s selfies.  I love the un-self consciousness of selfies, the willingness to abandon the constraints of beauty so you can show your smiling mug to the world.  Eight smiling faces jammed into the small frame of phone camera like balloons crammed into a bag, GORGEOUS!

Every day in September, I posted a new selfie to Facebook and Twitter.  By the second week, I was sure my friends were sick of my face and would beg me to stop.  Well, the reason my friends are my friends is because they are incredible, supportive people.

Each day, each new selfie, started it’s own conversation.  No one accused me of being a vainglorious narcissist, which would have been perfectly fair.  No one told me to go do something important with my time.

Instead, they encouraged me to keep going, greeting each new selfie warmly and often with a comment that rumbled my belly with giggles.  Occasionally, my selfies inspired others to snap one and share, those were my favorites.

Thirty Selfies brought me closer to my friends.  It was a series of intimate moments shared by thousands that was in no way intrusive.  It was actually inclusive.  I didn’t set out to learn something or enrich myself, just have some fun.  But I did learn something very important.

I am beautiful

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