|Because, why not?|
I'm afraid of mirrors. And at the receiving end of cameras and flashes. Or prying eyes. I mean, who isn't? And this is not a new fear, that's sprung from this egoistic/egotistic society hungry for social likes and retweets. No, I've been like this since I could remember.
I hate being photographed at. Except for when I'm in the right mood, the right mind, the right outfit. Well. But that generally, rarely, happens. But when it does, why the hell not?