Lucky Reader Day!

OK, enough with the sad crap, lets lighten things up around this mother. You are in luck today because I am about to share with you some of my cringe worthy teen pictures. They are all worth the title "WTF were you thinking?" and the answer would be, I wish I knew.

Good times.


Here is the first picture of me, all of maybe 14 at the beach. Surly wearing all pale pink was in at the beach? That is my only explanation.

I am also so grateful that my parents worked so hard to buy me wigwam socks in all of the colors of the rainbow because if I had to wear just plain white wigwams, in public? I might have died.

Seriously these socks look like they are eating their way up my legs.

I am wearing a swatch.

Enough said.

Ohhh baby! I remember picking out this little number at the store, and I picked the yellow. Why? Who looks good in yellow? A bee, that's who.

This was actually a one piece number, which is fabulous because it also allows me to wear it off the shoulder even though the flashdance hype was years before. I was trying to bring it back.

Don't get me started on my waist. And why the hell did I think I was fat? Dear waist, please come back, Love, Me.

Nothing says sexy like huge pockets. Seriously, where was I going with those pockets? Apple picking?

Dear bangs, WTF? Love, me.

Here I am at 18. My breasts finally made an appearance at this point and they were welcomed whole hearted.

Especially by the boys in my school.

Look at how tan and skinny I was. What a whore!

Finally, I was about 22 here and I am holding a frog.

Me. Holding a frog.

This is a big enough event that it was photographed.
This is who I had to kiss to find E.

Oh, and these pictures? They will not stay up forever so enjoy at my expense while you can.