Alright, just as promised I have more photos to share. Now Manager Mom emailed me and declared the previous photo too cute to be truly embarrassing. But what no one can see is just how much taller than all the other petite kindergartners I was. Seriously people, I have been my current height of 5'2" since the fifth grade. So I spent the beginning of elementary school the not so graceful giant and the end the girl with a bra and the first to start her period! How's that for awkward years? Plus, was I really going to start off with a bad picture? I have to work up to this people. Baby steps.
This I believe is the summer before kindergarten. I am 5 years old and apparently should have been checking something other than the white/caucasian box on my college scholarship applications. Of course these were the days before sunscreen and helicopter parents. Thus I am sure I spent the entire summer outside, coming in only for meals.
First grade. Judging by the beauty of my hair in this picture I would guess we had photos right after PE? Ya, think? And what exactly was the purpose of that kerchief around my neck? Wonder if I wore this outfit as a cowgirl for Halloween too?
2nd grade. This is the year our neighbor Barbara moved in. I don't remember this, but I know it to be true. See she was a hairstylist and she cut my bangs for me. Yes that is a piece of hair from said haircut at the bottom of the page. Let's just skip over the gap tooth grin and focus on the obvious hideousness of the green polyester outfit shall we? On second thought, can I just use the 70's as an excuse and move on now?
I guess all that cutting of the bangs was too much work, as evidenced by the hair barrette holding back the too long bangs. Add the over sized permanent teeth to the unkempt hair and you begin to wonder if my mother got the note saying it was picture day don't you? Or perhaps this was the best that I looked that year? Um, lets stick with neglectful parenting. Oh and we can not forget to take in the truly adorable Peanuts turtleneck. What you can't see? Is that to this day I can feel how itchy that poly-blend shirt was every time I look at that photo.
Fourth grade, the beginning of the truly awkward tween years. Check out the overbite. And again with the turtleneck, I remember this one being itchy too. Of course being that we lived in THE SUNSHINE STATE, it is entirely possible it was 90 degrees out the day this was taken. I'm also fairly certain I was wearing some type of undershirt/training bra underneath. Uncomfortable, who?
Zits and braces. 5th grade was not good to me. I distinctly remember that my mother told me to keep my mouth shut for these pictures and the photographer made me smile. And that sweater was argyle. And yep, you guessed it, ITCHY!
And as they say, save the best for last. This was spring of 6th grade, still elementary school back in the day. What really creates this picture is the fake fence and the lovely bridge backdrop. Note the color block dress and side braided pony tail. Obviously I was finding my own style. In my defense this was 1982. I rest my case.
Okay that's all for today's fun flash back. Tomorrow I will try to think of something truly humiliating to share for my True Confession. Maybe I'll just post a drunken college photo and go from there. Then Friday I will post the Jr. and Sr. High School photos, girl mullets and all!
So come on back, ya'll hear?!