Throwback Thursday

That time in which I post poignant/funny/dumb/embarrassing tales about my childhood so people will manage not to envy me too much. You're welcome.

Hold on to your hats!!!




Prepare yourself!!!




Once you look, you can't go back!!!




I had a mullet.

This was the beginning. Over time my mom realized I needed a more clearly defined business-party line. Obviously as my business got more serious, my party got heavier too. And just in case people didn't know a good-looking mullet when they saw one, we styled it. With a curling iron. 

This isn't even the worst photo. I chose a tame one. The truth is, I chose NOT to put the worst one in our wedding slideshow (for the very obvious reason of it being my wedding slideshow) and so I don't have it scanned into my files. Maybe it will be lost with the tides of time! (An unlikely hope since my sisters have fond memories of my mullet and would probably hire a painter to recreate the picture if it were ever lost).

*Sigh- at least I learned at an early age "it will always grow out"


**Revelation! Maybe this is why I'm normally absurdly sane about hair cuts for being such a controlling person- I was ruined early on so everything is still better!


***PPS- thanks Mom, not for the hairstyle, but for loving me enough to truly think I looked good. Even in those pictures.

Throwback Thursday

That time in which I post poignant/funny/dumb/embarrassing tales about my childhood so people will manage not to envy me too much. You're welcome.

Some people wouldn't be caught dead in a photo such as this. Personally, I see a smile and only 1 chin- therefore WINNER!

When: 2005
What: I was letting my sister dye my hair pink. Without telling my mom.
Why: I was always the good girl but I was obsessed with the color pink. I had long imagined beautiful blonde highlights with one streak of bright pink. But every time I went to the salon, someone talked me out of it. My mom, my sister, my hair dresser. It made no sense to me- I didn't party, I made good grades, I was responsible. Why couldn't I dye my hair pink?! So my sister and I found a home kit that was listed as being bad for my hair shade. It would turn your hair pink! We bought it, went home and did a crappy home foil, and voila! Pink highlights. They were temporary so they washed out after about 3 washes. Except for one. We had dyed the little baby hair bangs right by my forehead and that color never came out. All summer I had my strip of pink. It was a wonderful little rebellion. In retrospect, it was nothing. My parents had it easy. After teaching high school I now know, if all my kid does is put a little pink in their hair then we are A-OK!.

For the record- here's the finished product: