It started after one of my training sessions. My personal trainer had been adjusting my posture for a particular exercise when he suddenly grabbed his phone. “Stay right there,” he said. “The lighting is perfect.”

I laughed, thinking nothing of it, but when he showed me the photo, I was blown away. The angles, the composition, the way he captured the definition in my muscles and the confidence in my stance—it looked like something straight out of a fitness magazine.

“You have a talent for this,” I told him, admiring the shot.

He shrugged with a grin. “It’s all about knowing how to capture the best version of someone.”

I couldn’t help but compare it to my husband’s attempts at photography. He always meant well, but somehow, every picture he took of me ended up blurry, off-center, or tragically unflattering. “Hold still,” he’d say, taking forever to snap the photo, only for me to see the result and groan. Eyes half-closed, bad lighting, strange angles—it was as if he was trying to sabotage me.

As I scrolled through the photos my trainer had taken, I wondered what made the difference. Was it just skill? Or was it about something deeper—seeing someone in their best light, knowing exactly how to highlight their strengths?

Either way, one thing was clear: some people just have an eye for capturing beauty. And some… well, bless their hearts, but they should stick to selfies.