So last Friday Helen declared “International Internet Reveal Your Horrid Teenage Years Picture Day” and I was super psyched and all set to publicly older pictures of myself.
And then I went and looked and found that I really don’t have that many old pictures of myself, they’re actually mostly at my parents’ house and so I considered going over there to dig for the really good stuff, but I didn’t make it and I sort of figured this was one of those things where I would end up just putting it off so many times that it might never happen and I would really hate to deprive the internet of the opportunity to see this stuff.
So here we go:
I think this was 8th grade? Maybe? Note the awesome flower sweater (what was I, 80?!) and there are definitely the awesome braces involved. I don’t even want to talk about my bangs.
And just for fun, I think this must have been 8th grade too. I suppose it could have been 7th but close enough, right? I just wanted to further demonstrate my awesome ability to pick clothes. Here I am rocking the cat sweatshirt.
And of course in highschool I only got cooler. I was in the marching band. And the Latin Club. I know, I know. Hard to believe someone with so much awesome in highschool went on to do something like computer programming for a living. So here I am with my clarinet and my fabulously fashionable band uniform. I would say I’m sorry I couldn’t find one where I was wearing the hat that goes with it, but that’s not true. I found one and I just chose not to post it. Sorry, Internet.
And also I was almost completely incapable of wearing clothes that actually fit. I still have some of those shirts I wore in highschool except they’ve been re-purposed as sleep shirts instead of wear in public shirts. So this last picture is my in a London train station and it really sums up what was my look in high school. Somehow I wore actual sneakers instead of my signature black high top all star converse, but those things are definitely not meant for walking.
Black Trench Coat – Check
Men’s size large shirt – Check
Blonde hair with massive roots – Check
Ugly clips holding back mid-stage-growing-out-bangs – Check
Entirely too many rings on each hand – Check, Check
Seriously, note the Eeyore ring on my pinky.
Some day I would love to do a post with all the fun hair colors I’ve had throughout the years but somehow I can’t find pictures of some of the best ones. At least not pictures that really show how incredibly purple my hair once was, for example.
And also, looking back through these old pictures seriously cracked me up because holy cow did we used to play the hell out of some Twister in high school. I can’t even tell you how many pictures of that I have. It’s a lot.
Oh, and Helen also said something about delurking day, so if you’re lurking please say hi!