My challenge to you? Find the most awkward photo of you and be ready to post it the week of August 8th. I'll have a linky here and there will be prizes for the
You know this was the eighties by the spiral perm. I'm not quite sure WHY my mother insisted that I get spiral perms. They would fall out of my uber-straight hair within a few days and we'd go back for a second one--ugh! Nothing like burning, blistering skin to make your little girl feel special?And, as you can see even after two back-to-back perms it's not very spiral-y.
My sixth grade (end of elementary where I grew up) graduation. I was the class speaker, so I put on a little glitz. Pow!
I have no idea what the impetus behind this picture is. But, it kind of makes me laugh. It's obviously shortly after my parents split at my dad and step-mom's new digs. Things that make you look longingly into a camera and say "hmmmm".
Here's what this picture says to me: "My parents took me to this zoo, made me ride on this pony to show my younger siblings all is well." I have no actual recollection of this event so maybe I was really into it. How would you caption it?
Ahh, and here we go, the angst really begins here. I do not like that my parents are divorced. I do not like that they have remarried.--perhaps I'll make the next 10 years of their life a living hell...
Stop by tomorrow for more VINTAGE ME!
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