Jeepers I want a fake nude photo of me. I will make a huge poster of it and hang it on the wall. My husband might even like it! he he he
if it’s for your husband, why bother with the fake?
For that matter, why bother with the poster?
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I like you. I’ll pay if you’ll do it.
You must be comfortable indeed in your own skin. I went to a Rush TV filming once, and the camera panned the audience at the start, and zoomed in on one person - me!I saw that happen, and positively knew that I was fully shown in the opening before the start of the show. And when I got home, my wife told me she had taped it, and that I was right there in the opening scene of the audience. Which, I repeat, I positively knew was happening at the time.
So I watched the tape - and I wasn’t in it at all! I rewound it again and again, and I couldn’t see myself. I think my wife had to point my own image out to me! And there it was, “big as life” (we didn’t have a big flat-screen TV back then, of course - or that literally would have been true).
We look in mirrors, but we don’t really see ourselves. My wife recently had a reason to take a selfie - and recoiled from it in horror. Because - as I understand from my much earlier (and younger) experience - we just don’t see ourselves as others see us. Mirror, schmirror - we just don’t.
So I venture the guess that your husband would like a poster like that much more than you would (and I sure pity the poor schlub if he didn’t, and actually admitted it!). If I had such of my wife, I would simply complain that it doesn’t do her justice - entirely too flat, and not nearly as soft as the real thing!