{"id":131498,"date":"2014-06-19T12:50:21","date_gmt":"2014-06-19T19:50:21","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/heartifb.com\/?p=131498"},"modified":"2024-02-14T02:58:45","modified_gmt":"2024-02-14T10:58:45","slug":"are-fashion-blogger-boyfriends-even-happy-taking-our-photos","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/heartifb.com\/are-fashion-blogger-boyfriends-even-happy-taking-our-photos\/","title":{"rendered":"Are “Fashion Blogger Boyfriends” Even Happy Taking Our Photos?"},"content":{"rendered":"
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No one likes to air their dirty laundry, even if it's well curated laundry.<\/p>\n
I'm going to come out and say it. My husband never volunteers to take an outfit photo. Sometimes I have to talk him into it. Sometimes we'll have a fight over it. And sometimes we'll have fun, but it has never, ever been one of those things like, “Oh my god, I LOVE taking photos of you!”<\/p>\n
Over the years I've talked with other bloggers about this. Granted, no one wants to go on the record and say either they hate taking photos of their girlfriends (think of the wrath!) and\/or no one wants to talk publicly about the fights they have with their partners over taking those picture perfect photos.<\/p>\n
Yesterday, Styleite came out with an uncomfortably funny “Open Letter” from a “fashion blogger boyfriend.” He quit. He quit being the photographer. Not quitting the relationship, just quit taking pictures for her blog.<\/p>\n
Yesterday, when I was painting a mural of your favorite moments in your home office, I thought about my tenure at \u201cSelf-Reflection and Mini-Muffins.\u201d I rejoiced with you, when your readership spiked to astronomical numbers. I waved sparklers and drank pink champagne when we found you were going to design your own collection applying all your previous fashion design experience (none). When you woke me up to see the pictures of you modeling for that brand, I acted like it was the coming of Christ. When your tips on how to flat iron your hair went viral, I posed as eight different people online clamoring for more. When you cut your hair, even I shed a tear, like all your commenters wrote they did. I understood when you would tweet to your mini, mini muffins when we were in a loving embrace.<\/em><\/p><\/blockquote>\n