Let's take a trip down memory lane, shall we?
Here we have my hospital picture . . . makes me wonder about my early upbringing to be showing so much shoulder at such a young age. And winking at the photographer?
Here we have Dancing Dork around the 3rd Grade.
Nice space between my teeth, eh?
Oh what I wouldn't give for those legs again though . . .
As if the braces weren't bad enough, I had to have a mullet too??
I don't know which was worse - the mullet or the grown out after too much Sun In and then PERMED hair . . . AND the braces (for the second time).
And yes - I can't wait until the big-haired 80s come back.
My sixteenth birthday.
WHAT WAS I THINKING? Stonewashed jeans. Funky weird top.
And those glasses . . . ACK.
Dontcha just love banana clips?
And of course, me today . . . hmmm - I think I liked the big hair better.
Nice space between my teeth, eh?
Oh what I wouldn't give for those legs again though . . .
As if the braces weren't bad enough, I had to have a mullet too??
I don't know which was worse - the mullet or the grown out after too much Sun In and then PERMED hair . . . AND the braces (for the second time).
And yes - I can't wait until the big-haired 80s come back.
My sixteenth birthday.
WHAT WAS I THINKING? Stonewashed jeans. Funky weird top.
And those glasses . . . ACK.
Dontcha just love banana clips?
And of course, me today . . . hmmm - I think I liked the big hair better.
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