Today I’m linking up with the lovely Liz of A Belle, a Bean & a Chicago Dog for a fun blast from the past. In other words, I’m posting embarrassing photos of myself so you can laugh at me from the privacy of your own home.
Just so you have a basis for comparison/some perspective, this is my freshman year photo circa 1991. Before I knew what tweezers were (note the rather large caterpillars on my face), but after I had become well aquainted with braces. Before I knew to stop using hairspray on my bangs, and before I decided to get smart and grow my hair out.
And then in 1994 I was a senior. I’d grown my bangs and hair out. I bought my own tweezers (for better or worse, not sure), and actually got a boyfriend. While he doesn’t exactly look thrilled to be with me, I can assure you I didn’t pay him to take me to Senior Prom. Much to my father’s chagrin, we dated off and on for a year or two. Fortunately for me, he ended up blowing me off. Nice bra strap, Erin.
Posing on the day of graduation– you can even see the real date in the corner of the photo! Girls wore white floor length dresses and guys wore white tuxes. Senior Prom followed our graduation ceremony.
I can’t take the blame for my pose below. The photographer gave us directions to look this way, that way, tilt chin up/down, where to put our hands, etc…oy. This is the one that appears in the yearbook. See? No bangs!
So there you have it! I was a Senior Hottie! Not. You have until the end of the day tomorrow (Monday) to link up with Liz, so get out your old photos and hop to it!