I don’t really understand why so many people want to be famous. I have a closet full of skeletons (like the fact that I wore a sports bra with a nice top in my sixth grade picture. You can see it.) that never need see the light of day again. But if I were famous, I’d have to worry about a few things like…
My school pictures showing up. Umm, no thanks. I could give Mindy Kaling a run at her “androgynous child” award. Or the fact that I wore a Los Angeles t-shirt with knee length jorts in my fourth grade photo. I don’t know why I remember my outfits so clearly.
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| The ponytail is the only feminine thing in this photo. |
I’d run the risk of people seeing me after I cried. It’s ugly. U-G-L-Y, you ain’t go no alibi, ugly. Splotchy skin, red Rudolphic nose, swollen eyes. Yuck. It even lingers to the next day (like the day my husband commissioned and I met his parents).
Former schoolmates outing me as not being a cool kid. I’ve always been weird. Middle school was a particularly rough time. Square dancing in gym? Slow dancing at birthday parties? Let’s not delve into the world of being chubby and conforming with a private school dress code. Yikes.
What sorts of things would you want locked in your closet if fame came a-knockin?
LMAO! I think I would have similar issues. My school pictures were not pretty! Crazy hair and weird outfits..
Ohh…private school clothes while being the “chubby” kid. I had that problem. It was the worst! I also had braces for a whopping 6 YEARS! xx
Hahah ohh goodness, that pic is PRICELESS! But don’t worry, as a former (still kinda current??) mega awk kid I’m definitely laughing WITH you, not at you.
I’m still trying to convince my parents to tell everyone that all photos of me under the age of 19 burned in a tragic photo album fire…
Cheers to late bloomers! š
J. Parker
http://www.trainingcamprookie.wordpress.com
Ah, love the pic! I went through so many awkward years. Bad hair, ugly glasses, tons of freckles, and a horrible sense of style. All pictures of me from age 8 until age 15 should just stay hidden.
So many absolutely awful photos of me as a kid in the late 80s/90s. My mom thought it was a good idea to give her daughter a quasi-bowl cut w/ a ponytail in the back thing. May I also mention I had a cowlick in the font of my head… Did not work at all!!
And in middle school there were braces and many hideous outfit choices that included flared denim and superwoman logos.
I will not be sharing any of those photos and will probably claim that they were consumed by a strange fire that only happened in the closet where the pictures are kept!!
PS. I love Mindy too!