We took some family portraits while in St. George, just for kicks.
Upon arriving back home and uploading said portraits onto our computer, I came to the painful conclusion that I should have chosen a hairstyle that made me look less like a lion. I also learned that wearing a dress is not conducive to sitting on a rock, especially if you would rather not reveal yourself to the world, or even more humiliating, to your husband's family.
Despite the fact that I look absolutely terrifying, I think the "Gene Simmons" photo will be the one to make it into a frame over our future mantle.
I promise you won't have to look at my white legs ever again.