Born in 1975 I was a hyper little girl who always wanted to be the center of attention. Looking back, I can say I think I was cute. Again, not tooting my horn.
Then came the teen years. I remember trying so hard to fit in and look a certain way. No idea what that "way" was though. I just remember taking an hour and a half to get ready in the mornings before school and letting a bad hair day ruin my week. Looking at the photo below, it makes me wonder what a bad hair day really looked liked? I now know why I was made fun of. I have always been rather hyper, then you add looking like this to the equation and you have me as an outcast. My friends, bless them, never told me I looked rediculous. I guess they were my true friends (you all know who you are). If I ever have a kid, specifically a girl, I definately would find a delicate way to sway her in a better direction if she wanted to look rediculous.
And now, I have finally come into my own at age 34. I really hope that in 20 years I don't look back and ask myself "What was I thinking!?!?". But lets hope as an adult, someone would tell me if I look a mess.
3 comments:
Hahaha. I would say your friends didn't look much better. Everything from then looks funny now. Big hair, big plastic glasses, 80s clothes. All of it, ridiculous!
Maybe I will do a blog post of old pics too because lawd have mercy, there's some bad ones.
P.S. Love the drawings on the pics. I was halfway anticipating a Perez-style graffiti to appear on one but no luck.
Ha! Yeah, would have worked if I could figure out how to get it to draw in white ;)
Cute post, Amanda! Love the old school pictures.
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