Unfortunate Hair and Pictures That Make Me Want to Scream "You Were Never Fat"

I was trying not to spend time on the computer last night and spend “quality” time with Tate last night, but Modern Marvels was about animal traps and our “quality” time was suddenly kidnapped by an hour long program on ANIMAL TRAPS.

Whew! Sorry for the run-on sentence, but DUDE! Animal traps!? Anyway, I started going through old pictures and found a few to share.

Laugh if you must.

This was a picture from sometime around 1981, in Tulsa, OK. My Dad built that bike for me and had taken off the training wheels. I remember that he was getting ready to teach me to ride it. I also remember how much I liked that T-shirt and those jeans.

Please understand that it was 1989 and this hairstyle was very “in.” I think this was a freshman year school picture. You know what’s really sad about this unfortunate hair? I thought it looked good, really, really good! It’s very apparent now why no boys talked to me.

My very first drivers license. I remember being in a “heavy eye make-up” phase and wearing a lot of black. Please note the weight…105. Makes me want to go back and slap my 16 year old self and scream, “YOU’RE NOT FAT! You’d kill to be this small one day! Enjoy it!!”

Here is my senior picture. Another time I’d like to smack myself for thinking I was fat. I was HAWT at 18!

Here is a picture of Tate and I, sometime around February 1999. We’d just decided to move in together and I was SO BLOND!!!! Oh those were the days. And yes, I thought I was fat then, too.

So there you have it. I’ve officially embarrassed myself on the Internet.