the smell of my desperation has become a stench

Behind the scenes

I thought it might be interesting if I started to post more shots of what it’s like to wrangle Chuck into position for a photograph. Last night we made pasta, and afterward I started piling the leftovers on top of his head until he couldn’t take it anymore. Sometimes the snarl he makes while trying to withstand the urge to shake off whatever it is we have put on his head is better than the final shot.

Heather B. Armstrong

Hi. I’m Heather B. Armstrong, and this used to be called mommy blogging. But then they started calling it Influencer Marketing: hashtag ad, hashtag sponsored, hashtag you know you want me to slap your product on my kid and exploit her for millions and millions of dollars. That’s how this shit works. Now? Well… sit back, buckle up, and enjoy the ride.

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