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【男友求生手冊 】來一課拍攝技巧101

⭐與其投訴男友拍得差
⭐不如一齊研究如何可以拍得更好
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幫女友影相呃Like
男友要掌握的拍攝技巧
男朋友：「唉～女友話要做KOL，經常要我幫她拍照，但每次拍完都被嫌棄拍得差，現在給她拍照都很大壓力。」

CheckCheckCin：根據非正式統計，十個有九個女生都嫌棄男友/老公不會拍照，其實雙方都有責任，首先女生不要當男生是專業攝影師，在拍攝過程中有認真努力過其實已值得嘉許；男生亦不要敷衍回應「Hea影」，與對方一起研究如何影靚相也是情趣啊！綜合女生的意見，男生影相出現的問題不離以下幾個：

．角度不對
明明女生已經先拍一張示範，叫男生站在同一位置影，但出來效果總是不對！別忘記二人有身高差別呢！你的高度看到的和他的根本不一樣，先拍一張看看再調整角度吧。

．高抄還是低抄？
女生自拍總是小V臉，男生給女生拍卻拍出大餅面！記著拍上半身或臉部特寫時宜「高抄」，就能輕鬆拍出尖臉；但拍全身照時記得「中低抄」，這樣比較能顯腳長。

．路人雜物入鏡
男生他們的眼中只有你吧，所以拍照時只看到你這個主角，連把路人和雜物入鏡也不知道！這個情況女生在拍照時不妨多出聲提點就能避免啊！

．鬆郁矇
影像清晰是拍攝的最低要求，如果連主角都看不清楚，又難怪女友發脾氣。要避免相片鬆郁矇，盡量避免在不夠光的環境拍攝，如果你特別容易手震，可以讓手靠著牆或枱穩住身體。

．自拍大餅臉
誰都知道自拍時站前面會顯得臉大，所以自拍時男生記得搶著「揸機」，讓女生躲在你身後，這樣拍出來女生的臉自然變小，是加分位啊！

當一個略懂攝影的男朋友，女朋友的幸福感必然倍增，拍攝這回事多用心練習就會有進步，加油！感到有壓力時，喝包火龍果玫瑰茶疏肝解鬱再練習吧！

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Help your girlfriend take photos that will win ‘likes’
Photography tips every boyfriend should learn

“Sigh, my girlfriend wants to be a KOL. She always asks me to take photos of her, but then she also criticizes my photography skills. Now I feel stress every time she wants me to take the photos.”

CheckCheckCin: Based on unofficial statistics, nine out of ten women are unhappy with the fact that their boyfriends or husbands do not know how to take proper photos of them. To be honest, it takes two to quarrel. First, women should not treat men as professional photographers. If they have tried their best, then give credit where credit is due. On the other hand, men should also better understand women’s needs and not brush them off as if they are not important. It will be fun for couples to study photography techniques together!

Based on the feedback from some women, here are some problems they found in the photos taken by their boyfriends:

．Bad angle
The girlfriend might have demonstrated how to shoot, but the boyfriend still fails to produce the effect she wants! Don’t forget about the difference in height! What you see from your height might be very different from that of his. Try taking a photo first and make adjustments accordingly.

．Top-down or bottom-up angle?
Women are good at capturing the V-shaped face in their selfies, but their boyfriends will always accentuate their rounded features instead! Remember to take a half-body shot or close-up profile from a high angle to create that V-shaped face. When taking a full-body shot, remember to shoot from a low angle so the person can look taller and more slender.

．Random objects and people
Perhaps your boyfriend’s world revolves around you, and he does not see anything else. Since you are the center of his attention, he might have unconsciously included people walking past and random objects in the photo as well. It would be nice for the girlfriends to remind the boyfriends to take note of the mess in the background!

．Blur and out of focus
A clear image is the most fundamental principle in photography. It is hard to blame the girlfriends for throwing a tantrum if they cannot see their faces clearly in the photos. In order to avoid taking photos that are blurry and out of focus, try taking photos in places with proper lighting. If you tend to shiver, try resting your hands on a wall or a pillar to stabilize your body.

．Round face and selfie
Everyone knows the closer we are to the camera when taking a selfie, the rounder our face will be in the photo. So guys, remember to position yourself in front of the camera and make the ladies stand behind you. They will appreciate you for the ‘sacrifice’ you made!

Equip yourself with basic photography knowledge so your girlfriends will feel like they are the happiest women in the world. Of course, you will need practice to sharpen your skills. Good luck! If you feel stressed about this, drink a cup of dragon fruit rose tea to soothe the liver and relieve your anxiety!

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My sister, Michelle-Ann Iking's 3% chance of conceiving naturally was a success! Here's her story:

(My apologies as I've been overwhelmed with personal matters. I've only managed to get to my desk. So finally got around posting this).

This is the story behind my sister's pregnancy struggle and how she shared her journey over her Facebook page.

Because some may have not caught her LIVE session chat with me (https://www.facebook.com/daphneiking/videos/687743128744960/) , or read her lengthy post (as it's a private page);
she's allowed me to copy and paste it over my wall, in case you need to know more about her thought process on how AND why she focused on the 3% success probability. Read on.

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Posted 10th May 2020.
FB Credit: Michelle-Ann Iking

A week ago today I celebrated becoming a mother to our second, long awaited child.

Please forgive this mother's LONG (self-indulgent) post, journalling what this significant milestone has meant for her personally, for her own fallible memory's sake as well as maybe to share one day with her son.

If all you were wondering was whether I had delivered and if mum and bub are OK, please be assured the whole KkLM family are thriving tremendously, and continue scrolling right along your Newsfeed 😁.

OUR 3% MIRACLE

All babies are miracles... and none more so than our precious Kiaen Aaryan (pronounced KEY-n AR-yen), whose name derives from Sanskrit origins meaning:

Grace of God
Spiritual
Kind
Benevolent

...words espousing the gratitude Kishore and I feel for Kiaen's arrival as our "3% miracle".

He was conceived, naturally, after 3 years of Kishore and I hoping, praying and 'endeavoring'... and only couples for whom the objective switches from pure recreation to (elusive) procreation will understand how this is less fun than it sounds ...

3 years during which time we had consensus from 3 different doctors that we, particularly I (with my advancing age etc etc) had only a 3% chance of natural conception and that our best hope for a sibling for our firstborn, Lara Anoushka, was via IVF.

Lara herself was an 'intervention baby', being one of the 20% of babies successfully conceived through the less intrusive IUI process, after a year and a half of trying naturally and already being told then my age was a debilitating factor.

We had tried another round of IUI for her sibling in 2017 when Lara was a year old. And that time we fell into the ranks of the 80% of would-be parents for whom it would be an exercise in futility... who would go home, comfort each other as best they could, while individually masking their own personal disappointment... hoping for the best, 'the next time around'...

So the improbability ratio of 97% against natural conception of our second baby, as concurred by the combined opinion of 3 medical professionals, was a very real, very daunting figure for us to have to mentally deal with.

Deep, DEEP, down in my heart however, though I had many a day of doubt... I kept a core kernel of faith that somehow, I would again experience the privilege of pregnancy, and again, have a chance at childbirth.

And so, the optimist in me would tell myself, "Well, there have to be people who fall in the 3% bucket... why shouldn't WE be part of the 3%?"

Those who know me well, understand my belief in the Law of Attraction, the philosophy of focusing your mind only on what you want to attract, not on what you don't want, and so even as Kishore and I prepared to go into significant personal debt to attempt IVF in the 2nd half of 2019, I marshalled a last ditch effort to hone in on that 3% chance of natural conception... through research coming across fertility supplements that I ordered from the US and sent to a friend in Singapore to redirect to me because the supplier would not deliver to Malaysia.

I made us as a couple take the supplements in the 3 month 'priming period' in the lead up to the IVF procedure - preconditioning our bodies for optimum results, if you will.

At the same time, I had invested in a sophisticated fertility monitor, with probes and digital sensors for daily tracking of saliva and other unmentionable fluid samples, designed to pinpoint with chemical accuracy my state of fertility on any given day.

(UPDATE: For those interested - I obtained the supplements and Ovacue Fertility Monitor from https://www.fairhavenhealth.com/. Though I had my supplies delivered to a friend in Singapore, and redirected to me here since the US site does not deliver to Malaysia, there are local distributors for these products, you will just have to research the trustworthiness of the vendors yourself...)

I had set an intention - in the 3 months of pre-IVF priming, I would consume what seemed like a pharmacy's worth of supplements, and track fertility religiously... in hopes that somehow, within the 3 month priming period, we would conceive naturally and potentially save ourselves a down payment on a new property... and this was just a projection on financial costs of IVF, not even considering the physical, emotional and mental toll it involves, with no guarantee of a baby at the end of it all...

It was a continuation of an intention embedded even with my first pregnancy, where all the big ticket baby items were consciously purchased for use by a future sibling, in gender neutral colours, in hopes that sibling would be a brother "for a balanced pair", though of course any healthy child would be a welcome blessing.

It was a very conscious determination to always skew my thoughts in service of what the end objective was. For example, when 3+year old Lara would innocently express impatience at not yet having a sibling, at one point suggesting that since we were "taking too long to give her a baby brother/sister", perhaps we should just "go buy a baby from a shop", instead of getting defensive or berating the baby that she herself was, we enlisted Lara's help to pray for her sibling... so in any place of worship, or sacred ground of any kind that we passed thereon, Lara would stop, close her eyes, bow her small head and place her tiny hands together in prayer, reciting earnestly, "Please God, please give me a baby brother or baby sister."

After months and months of watching Lara do this, in the constancy of her childlike chant, Kishore started feeling the pressure of possibly disappointing Lara if her prayer was not answered. Whereas for me, Lara's recitation of her simple wish became like a strengthening mantra, our collective intention imbued with greater power with each repetition, and the goal of a sibling kept very much in the forefront of our minds (hence our calling Lara our 'project manager' in this endeavour).

And somehow in the 2nd month of that 3 month period, a positive + sign appeared on one of the home pregnancy tests I had grown accustomed to taking - my version of the lottery tickets others keep buying in hopes of hitting the jackpot, with all the cyclical anticipation and more often than not, disappointment, that entails...

This time however I was not disappointed.

With God's Grace, (hence 'Kiaen', a variation of 'Kiaan' which means 'Grace of God'), my focus on our joining the ranks of the 3% had materialised.

It seems poetic then, that Kiaen chose to make his appearance on the 3rd May, ironically the same date that his paternal great-grandfather departed this world for the next... such that in the combined words of Kishore and his father Kai Vello Suppiah,

"The 1st generation Suppiah left on 3rd May and the 4th generation Suppiah arrived on 3rd May after 41yrs...
One leaves, another comes, the legacy lives on..."

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KIAEN AARYAN SUPPIAH'S BIRTH STORY

On Sunday 3rd May, I was 40 weeks and 5 days pregnant.

The baby was, in my mind, very UN-fashionably late past his due date of 29th April, so as much as I had willed and 'manifested' the privilege of pregnancy, to say I was keen to be done with it all was an understatement.

In the weeks leading to up to my full term, I had experienced increasingly intense Braxton-Hicks 'practice contractions' - annoying for me for the discomfort involved, stressful for Kishore who was on tenterhooks with the false alarms, on constant alert for when we would actually need to leave home for the hospital.

Having become a Hypnobirthing student and advocate from my first pregnancy with Lara, and thus being equipped with
(1) a lack of fear about childbirth in general and
(2) a basic understanding of how all the sensations I would experience fit into the big picture of my body bringing our baby closer to us,
I was less stressed - content to wait for the baby to be "fully cooked" and come out whenever he was ready... though I wouldn't have minded at all if the cooking time ended sooner, rather than later.

With Lara, I had been somewhat 'forced' into an induced labour, even though she was not yet due, and that had resulted in a 5 DAY LABOUR, a Birth Story for another post, so I was not inclined to chemically induce labour, even though I was assured that for second time mothers, it would be 'much faster and easier'...

That morning, I had a hunch *maybe* that day was the day, because in contrast to previous weeks' sensations of tightening, pressure and even spasms that were concentrated in the front of my abdomen and occasionally shot through my sides and legs, I felt period - like cramping in my lower back which I had not felt before throughout the pregnancy.

It was about 8am in the morning then, and my 'surges' were still relatively mild ('surges' being Hypnobirthing - speak for 'contractions', designed to frame them with the more positive connotations needed to counteract common language in which childbirth is presented as something that is unequivocally painful and traumatic, instead of the miraculous, powerful and natural phenomenon it actually is).

I recall (masochistically?) entertaining the thought of opting NOT to have an epidural JUST TO SEE WHAT IT WOULD BE LIKE...

I figured this would be the last time I would be pregnant and so it would be my 'last chance' to experience 'drug free labour' which, apart from the health benefits for baby and mother, might be *interesting* in a way that people who are curious about what getting a tattoo and skydiving and bungee jumping are like, might find these *interesting*...even knowing there will be pain and risk involved...

Since I have tried tattoos and skydiving (unfortunately not being able to squeeze in bungee-jumping while my life was purely my own to risk at no dependents' possible detriment) a similar curiousity about a no-epidural labour was on my mind...

In the absence of other signs of the onset of labour (like 'bloody show' or my waters breaking), I wanted to wait until the surges were coming every few minutes before we actually left the house for the hospital, not wanting to be one of those couples who rushed in too early and had interminable waits for the next stage in unfamiliar, clinical surroundings and/or were made to go home in an anti-climatic manner.

I was even calm enough through my surges to have the presence of mind to wash and blowdry my hair, knowing if I did deliver soon I would not be allowed this luxury for a while.

Around 9am I asked Kishore to prep for Lara and himself to be dressed and breakfasted so we could head to hospital soon, while I sent messages to family members on both sides informing them 'today might be the day.'

My mother, who had briefly served as a midwife before going back into general nursing and then becoming a nursing tutor, prophetically stated that if what I was experiencing was true labour, "the baby would be out by noon".

The pace in which my surges grew closer together was surprisingly quicker than I expected; and while I asked Lara to "Hurry up with breakfast" with only a tad more urgency than we normally tell her to do, little Missy being prone to dilly-dallying at meals, I probably freaked Kishore out when about 930am onwards, I had to instinctively get on my hands and knees a couple of times, eyes closed, trying to practice the Hypnobirthing breathing techniques I had revised to help along the process of my body birthing our child into the world.

I recall him saying a bit frantically as I knelt at our front door, doubled over as he waited for Lara to complete something or other, "Lara hurry up! Can't you see Mama is in so much pain and you are taking your own sweet time??!!"

SIDETRACK: Just the night before, Lara and I had watched a TV show in which a woman gave birth with the usual histrionics accompanying pop culture depictions of labour.

Lara watched the scene, transfixed.

I told her, simply and matter-of-factly, "That's what Mama has to do to get baby brother out Lara, and that's what I had to do for you also."

In most of interactions with my daughter, I have sought to equip her to face life's situations with calmness, truthful common sense, and ideally a minimum of drama.

Those who know the dramatic diva that Lara can be will know that this is a work-in-progress, but her response to me that night showed me some of my 'teachings' were sinking in:

She looked at me unfazed, "But Mama," she said. "You won't cry and scream like that lady, right? You will be BRAVE and stay calm, right?"
#nopressure.

So as we prepped to leave for the hospital I did indeed attempt to be that role model of calm for her, asking her only for her help in keeping very quiet,
"Because Mama needs to focus on bringing baby brother out and she needs quiet to concentrate...".

As we left the house at 10.11am, I texted Kishore's sister Geetha to please prep to pick up Lara from the hospital, and was grateful Kishore had the foresight to ask our gynae to prepare a letter for Geetha to show any police roadblocks between my in-laws' home in Subang Jaya and the hospital in Bangsar, this all happening under the Movement Control Order (MCO).

To Lara's credit, in the journey over to the hospital, she - probably sensing the gravity of the situation, sat very quietly in her seat at the back, and the silence was punctuated only by my occasional deep intakes of breath and some variation of my Ohmmm-like moans when the sensations were at their height.

By the time we got to Pantai Hospital at around 10.30am, my surges were strong enough I requested a wheelchair to assist me in getting to the labour ward, as I did not trust my own legs to support me... and Kishore would have to wait until Geetha had arrived to take Lara back to my in-laws' house before he himself could go up.

I slumped in the wheelchair and was wheeled up to the labour room with my eyes closed the whole time, trying to handle my surges.

I didn't even look up to see the attendant who pushed me... but did make the effort to thank him sincerely when he handed me over, with what seemed like a palpable sense of relief on his part, to the labour ward nurses.

The nurse attending me at Pantai was calm, steady and efficient. I answered some questions and changed into my labour gown while waiting for Kishore to come up, all the while managing the increasingly intense surges with my rusty Hypnobirthing breathing techniques.

By the time Kishore joined me at around 11am (I know these timings based on the timestamps of the 'WhatsApp live feed' of messages Kishore sent to his family), I was asking the nurse on duty, "How soon can I get an epidural??" thinking what crazy woman thought she could do this without drugs???!!!

The nurse checked my cervix dilation, I saw her bloodied glove indicating my mucous plug had dislodged, and she told me, "Well you are already at 7cm (which, for the uninitiated, is 70% of the way to the 10cm dilation needed for birthing), you are really doing well, if you made it this far without any drugs, if can you try and manage without it... I suspect within 2 hours or less you will deliver your baby and since it will take about that time for the anaesthesiologist to be called, epidural to be administered and kick in... it might all be for nothing... but of course the decision is completely up to you... "

So there I was, super torn, should I risk the sensations becoming worse... or risk the epidural becoming a waste?? And of course I was trying to decide this as my labour surges were coming at me stronger and stronger...

I was in such a dilemma...because as a 'recovering approval junkie' there was also a silly element of approval-seeking involved, ("The nurse thinks I can do this without drugs... maybe I CAN do this without drugs... Yay me!") mixed with that element of curiosity I mentioned earlier ("What if I actually CAN do this without drugs... plenty of other women have done it all over the world since time immemorial.. no big deal, how bad can it be...??") so then I thought I would use the financial aspect to be the 'tiebreaker' in my decision making...

I asked the nurse how much an epidural would cost and when she replied "Around MYR1.5k", I still remember Kishore's incredulous face as I asked the question, i.e."Seriously babe, you are gonna think about money right now? If you need the epidural TAKE IT, don't worry about the money!!!"... and while we are not rich by any stretch of the imagination, thankfully RM1.5k is not a quantum that made me swing towards a decision to "better save the money"...

So in the end, I guess my curiosity won out, and I turned down the epidural "just to see what it would be like and if I had it in me" (in addition of course to avoiding the side effects of any drugs introduced into my and the baby's body).

My labour occuring in the time of coronavirus, it was protocol for me to have a COVID19 test done, so the medical staff could apply the necessary precautions. I had heard from a friend Sharon Ruba that the test procedure was uncomfortable, so when the nurse came with the test kit as I was starting another surge, I asked, "Please can I just finish this surge before I do the test?" as I really didn't think I could multitask tackling multiple uncomfortable sensations in one go.

The COVID19 test involved what felt like a looong, skinny cotton bud being inserted into one nostril... I definitely felt more than a tickle as it went in and up, being told to take deep breaths by the nurse. Then she asked me to "Try to swallow" and I felt it go into my nasal cavities where I didn't think anything could go any further, but was proven wrong when she asked me to swallow again and the swab was probed even deeper. Then she warned me there would be some slight discomfort as she prepared to collect a sample... but at that point all I could think about was:

(i) I really don't have much of a choice
(ii) please let this be over before my next surge kicks in
(iii) if all the people breaking the MCO rules knew what it feels like to do this test maybe they won't put themselves at risk of the need to perform one...

In full disclosure as I was transferred into the actual delivery room at some point after 11am, another nurse offered me 'laughing gas' to ostensibly take some of the edge off... I took the self-operated breathing nozzle passed to me but don't recall it making any difference to my sensations..so didn't use it much as it seemed pretty pointless.

I recall some measure of relief when I heard my gynae Dr. Paul entering the room, greeting Kishore and me, and telling us it was going well and it wouldn't be long now and he would see us again shortly.

From my previous labour with Lara I knew the midwives pretty much take you 90% of the way through the labour and when the Dr is called in you are really at the home stretch, so was very relieved to hear his voice though knowing he would leave and come back later meant it wasn't quite over yet.

I do remember realising when I had crossed the Thinning and Opening Phase of labour to the Birthing Phase, by the change in sensations... it is still amazing to me that as the Hypnobirthing book mentioned, having this knowledge I was instinctively able to switch breathing techniques for the next stage of labour .

Was my opting against epidural the right choice for me?

Overall? Yes.

Don't get me wrong.

I *almost* regretted the decision several times during active labour... especially when I felt my body being taken over by an overwhelming compulsion to push that did not seem conscious and was accompanied by involuntary gutteral moans where I literally just thought to myself, "I surrender, God do with me what you will..." (super dramatic I know but VERY real at the time...).

I think I experienced 3-4 such natural explusive reflexes (?), rhythmically pushing the baby down the birth path, one of which was accompanied by what felt like a swoosh of water coming out of a hose with a diameter the size of a golf ball... this was when I realised my water had finally broken...

The nurses kept instructing me to do different things, to keep breathing, to move to my side, then to move to the middle, to raise my feet... and when I didn't comply, Kishore (who was with me throughout both my labours) tried to help them by repeating the instructions prefaced with "Sayang..." but I basically ignored all the intructions because I felt I had no capacity to direct any part of my body to do anything and someone else would have to physically manoeuvre that body part themselves.

When I heard Dr. Paul's voice again and the flurry of commotion surrounding his presence, I knew the time was close... and when I heard the nurse say to Kishore, "Sir, these are your gloves, for when you cut the baby's cord", it was music to my ears...

I'm very, VERY grateful Kiaen slid out after maybe the 4th of those involuntary pushes... the wave of RELIEF when he came out so quickly... it still boggles my mind that my mother was essentially right and as his birth time was 12.02pm, it was *only* about 1.5 hours between our arrival at the hospital and his arrival into the world.

Kiaen was placed on my chest for skin to skin bonding and remained there for a considerable time.

For our short stay in the hospital he would be with us in my maternity ward number C327... another trivially serendipitous sign for me because he was born on the 3rd (May) and our wedding anniversary is 27th (July).

I was discharged the following day 4th May at about 5.30pm, after I got an all clear on COVID19 and a paediatric surgeon did a small procedure on Kiaen to address a tongue-tie that would affect his breastfeeding latch... making the entire duration of our stay about 31 hours.

I have taken the time and effort to record all this down so that whenever life's challenges threaten to get me down I can remind myself, "Ignore the 97% failure probability, focus on the 3% success probability".

Also that the human condition is miraculous and it is such a privilege to experience it.

To our son Kiaen Aaryan, thank you for coming into our lives and choosing us as your parents.

Even though Papa and I are both zombies trying to settle into a night time feeding routine with you, I look forward to spending not only all future Mother's Days, but every day, with you and your Akka...

And last but not least, to my husband Kishore...without whom none of this would be possible - we did it sayang, I love you ❤️

Photo credit: Stayhome session with Samantha Yong Photography (http://samanthayong.com/)

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👫 ก็แหม มาเที่ยวทั้งที ถ้าถ่ายรูปไม่สวย เดี๋ยว ‘โดนแฟนบ่น’ ไม่รู้ด้วยนะ 📸‼️
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📸📸 ช่วงวันแห่งความรักที่ผ่านมา หลายคู่ที่ไปเที่ยวสวีทกันคงต้องได้ถ่ายรูปให้แฟนกันแน่นอน แฟนบางคนถ่ายแล้วถูกใจ ก็แฮปปี้มีรูปอัพลงเฟซบุ๊คไป แต่ถ้าแฟนถ่ายเราออกมาแล้วไม่รอด ก็อดอัพรูปลงเฟซบุ๊คเก็บความทรงจำไปเลย เพราะฉะนั้นได้เที่ยวสวีทๆ ในโอกาสพิเศษๆ แบบนี้ทั้งที ต้องแท็กแฟนมาเรียนรู้ 'เทคนิคการถ่ายภาพให้ถูกใจแฟน' สักหน่อยแล้ว! 😱
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🔰😎 ภารกิจการถ่ายภาพให้แฟนผอม และขาก็ต้องยาว วิวก็ต้องสวยนี้ คนที่อยู่กับการถ่ายภาพมาตลอดอย่างพวกเราชาว Sneak Out ถนัดนัก! แล้ววันนี้เราก็มีทริคเล็กๆ ง่ายๆ แค่ปรับมุมมองนิดหน่อย ก็ได้ใจคุณแฟนไปเต็มร้อย แถมได้ภาพสวยๆ ทุกครั้งที่ไปเที่ยวด้วยนะ อย่ารอช้าไปดูกันหน่อยว่ามีเทคนิคเจ๋งๆ อะไรบ้าง มีแฟนแท็กแฟน มีเพื่อนแท็กมาดูเลย! 🏃🏻‼️
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📸 เรื่องแรกคือการเลือกวิว หรือ ‘พื้นหลัง’ ของภาพ แน่นอนว่าจะต้องเป็นวิวสวยๆ ที่เป็นสถานที่ท่องเที่ยว แต่ถ้าไม่รู้ว่าวิวจะสวยไหม ขึ้นกล้องหรือเปล่า ก็ลองหยิบโทรศัพท์ขึ้นมาลองส่องดู แล้วลองหันซ้ายหันขวาดู ก็จะเจอวิวที่ขึ้นกล้องเอง 🏞
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💁🏻‍♀️ หาวิวสวยๆ แล้วถึงคราวให้คุณแฟนลองไปยืนดู และที่เราๆ ต้องรู้นั่นคือเรื่องของ ‘มุมกล้อง’ เคยไหมที่โดนบ่นว่า...
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👩🏻 “ตัวเองถ่ายหน้าอ้วนอะ”
👩🏻 “ขาสั้นมากเลยอะ”
👩🏻 “ดูตันมากเตี้ยอะ” ?
👱🏻 “..........”
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🤔 ก็เป็นเพราะมุมกล้องนี่แหละ มีเทคนิคตายตัวง่ายๆ ไม่กี่อย่างสำหรับเรื่องมุมกล้อง คือถ้าหากถ่ายครึ่งตัว ให้ถ่าย ‘มุมกด’ เพื่อพราง ‘เหนียง’และให้ดูหน้ายาวมากขึ้น แต่ถ้าหากถ่ายเต็มตัว ให้ถ่าย ‘มุมเสย’ เพื่อให้ขาดูยาวขึ้น แต่อย่ากดมากไป หรือเสยเยอะไป เอาให้พอดีๆ นะจ๊ะะ 🦵🏻🦵🏻
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💃🏻💃🏻 ต่อมาคือเรื่องของ ‘ท่าโพส’ อันนี้ขอบอกเลยว่าสำคัญมากกกกก ถ้าโพสเป็น ชีวิตจะเปลี่ยนทันที! ลองให้คุณแฟนหันหน้าข้างที่สวยที่สุด ซึ่งเรามั่นใจว่าทุกคนจะมีมุมสวยของตัวเอง แล้วทำตามเทคนิคง่ายๆ คือแค่พยายามอย่าโพสให้ร่างกาย ‘เป็นเส้นตรง’ ถ้ายืนตรงให้ลองเอียงหัวหน่อย หย่อนขาสักข้างนึงให้ดูสบายๆ ลองเอาขาไขว้กัน แล้วจิกปลายเท้าลงให้ดูขาคุณยาวขึ้น หรือถ้านั่งอย่านั่งเต็มก้น เพราะจะทำให้ต้นขาใหญ่ม๊วกกกกกก แต่ให้นั่งแค่ครึ่งก้นให้ต้นขาไม่ติดกับเก้าอี้ แล้วนั่งเอียง 45 องศายืดขาข้างที่ใกล้กล้องออกไป จิกปลายเท้าเตะที่พื้น แล้วเอนหลังลงนิดนึง รับลองว่าขายาวววววววว เหมือนสูง 180 แน่นอนน 👯‍♀️👯‍♀️
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🌤 ท่าโพสผ่านไปแล้ว ต่อมาคือการ ‘หาแสง’ หลายครั้งที่ถ่ายมา หน้าดำ หน้ามืดไปหมด เพราะถ่ายภาพย้อนแสง ดังนั้นก่อนถ่ายให้ดูก่อนว่าแสงมาจากทางไหน แล้วให้คุณแฟนหันหน้าสู้แสงไปเล้ยยย แต่! อย่าหันเข้าแสงตรงๆ เพราะจะดูหน้าแบนได้ ไห้เอียงนิดหนึ่ง ให้แฟนหันหน้าฝั่งที่ชอบเข้าแสง หน้าจะไม่บานและดูมีมิติมากขึ้น ทริคเล็กๆ คือ ไม่ควรถ่ายช่วงเวลาประมาณ 11.00 - 14.00 นาฬิกา เพราะดวงอาทิตย์จะอยู่บริเวณกลางหัวเราพอดี ทำให้เวลาถ่ายรูปจะดูตาโบ๋ๆ ได้นะะ 🐼🧟‍♂️
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📸 และข้อสุดท้ายที่แฟนของหลายคนบอกบ่อยๆ ว่า “ถ่ายอีกๆ” หรือ “ถ่ายรัวๆ เลย” นั่นแหละ ให้เราถ่ายรูปรัวๆ ไปเล้ย!! ยิ่งในโทรศัพท์หลายๆรุ่น จะมีโหมดที่กดปุ่มชัตเตอร์ค้างไว้ แล้วจะถ่ายให้แบบรัวๆๆๆๆๆ เราก็ให้แฟนทำท่าไป จะกระโดด จะวิ่ง จะเดิน หรือจะหมุนตัวก็จะได้เก็บไว้ได้ทุกชอต! ถ่ายเหลือๆ ให้ความจำเต็ม ยังดีกว่าถ่ายนิดเดียว แล้วไม่มีรูปให้ลงนะจ๊ะะ 📲🤳🏼
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🙆🏻‍♀️🙆🏻‍♂️ อยากให้ทุกๆ คนแท็กคนรู้ใจ หรือเพื่อนในแก๊ง มาอ่านโพสนี้กัน แล้วนำเอาเทคนิคเหล่านี้ไปลองใช้ ไม่ว่าจะออกทริปไปเที่ยวที่ไหน จะกับแฟน กับเพื่อน หรือครอบครัว จะได้มีภาพสวยๆ กลับมาอวดเพื่อนกัน และถ้าเพื่อนๆ ชาวหนีเที่ยว มีเทคนิคดีๆ ก็คอมเมนท์กันมาได้เลย จะอวดภาพสวยๆ ที่ถ่ายให้แฟน หรือจะมาแฉแฟนก็ได้ไม่ว่ากันนนนน 💜❤️💛
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🤣 แท็กสิจ๊ะ จะรออะไร~ ‼️
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📌📌 Defeat every complaint!! How to combine the technique to 'like' your boyfriend 📌📌
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👫 Well, come to travel. If you don't take a beautiful photo, you will be complained by my boyfriend ' I don't know 📸
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📸📸 During the past day of love, many couple that we went to sweets, we would have to take photos for their lover. Some fans took it and liked it. Happy. I have photos. Haha. I was a photo. But if my boyfriend took it's out. If you don't survive, you won't be able to do it on Facebook. Keep your memories. So I have to travel sweets on special occasions like this. You need to tag your boyfriend to learn ' technique to like your girlfriend '! 😱
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🔰😎 Mission to take photos for your girlfriend to be slim and legs. The view must be beautiful. The one who has been with photography all the time. We are very good! Today we have a small trick. Just a little perspective, you have a little bit of your boyfriend's heart and get beautiful photos every time you go to travel. Don't wait. Let's see what's see if you have a boyfriend, tag a friend, tag me to see. ! 🏃🏻 ‼️
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📸 The first thing is to choose the view or ' background ' of the picture. Of course, it's a beautiful view that is a tourist attraction. But if the view will be beautiful or not, try to pick up the phone. Try to see and try to turn I will find the view that I am on the camera. 🏞
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💁🏻 ♀️ Looking for a beautiful girl. It's time for your boyfriend to try to stand and what we need to know. That's the ' camera angle '. Have you ever been complained that...
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👩🏻 "I took a fat face"
👩🏻 "My legs are so short"
👩🏻 " look so much, short
👱🏻 “..........”
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🤔 It's because of the camera angle. There are a few simple techniques for the camera angle. If you take half of them, take a photo, press ' for ' for ' runaway ' and look longer face. But if you take a full body, take a photo. ' The corner ' to make your legs look longer, but don't press too much or too much. Let's get it fit. 🦵🏻🦵🏻
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💃🏻💃🏻 Later, this is the story of ' pose '. I can tell you that it's very important. If I post as a life, I will change immediately! Try to give you the most beautiful boyfriend, which we are sure everyone will have their own beautiful corner and follow the technique. Just try not to post to 'straight line'. If you stand straight, try to tilt your head. Chilling. Try to cross your legs and put your legs longer. Or if you sit in the bottom because it will make your thighs big. But let's sit in half the bottom. Let the thighs don't stick to the chair and sit in the chair. Haha. Haha. Stretching the side legs near the camera. Kick the ground and lay down a bit. Try that it's like 180 for sure. 👯 ♀️👯 ♀️
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🌤 The pose has passed. Later is to ' find the light ' many times that I have taken, dark face is faint because I took a photo. So let's see which way the light comes from. Let's see where you have your boyfriend turn around the light. But! Don't turn into the light straight because you can look at the flat face. Let your boyfriend turn around the side that you like to the face will not be bloom and look more dimensional. Small trick should not take photos around 11.00-14.00-14.00 am because The sun will be in the middle of my head. Make time to take photos. You can look at my eyes. 🐼🧟 ♂️
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📸 and the last thing that many fans often say " take photos " or " keep taking photos!! Let us take a lot of photos!! The more in the phone, there will be a mode that press the button. cuddle ter and I will take a lot of photos. I let my boyfriend act like to jump or walk or spin, so I can keep every shot! It's better to take photos for full memory than taking photos. I don't have photos to post. 📲🤳🏼
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🙆🏻 ♀️🙆🏻 ♂️ I want everyone to tag someone who knows your heart or friend in the gang. Let's read this post and take these techniques to try. No matter where you go on a trip, whether it's with your boyfriend and friends or family. We have beautiful photos. Come back to show off friends. And if you have good technique, comment. You can show off the beautiful photos that you took for your boyfriend or you can expose your girlfriend. Don't mind. 💜❤️💛
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🤣 Tag me. What are you waiting for ~ ‼️
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