Who is that girl?

Okay, so I guess it's my turn to humiliate myself. The picture below is from my freshman year. I had just gotten my braces off, after like ten years of assorted head gear (so not kidding) and braces. As you can see, I coordinated my electric blue shirt with electric blue eyeliner. I'm not sure what I was thinking with the kinked bouffant bangs. And for some ungodly reason I used to pull out the sides of my hair with a comb and then spray tons of hairspray on it. My motto used to be: the crunchier, the better. Yikes~

This picture was taken about a year later. I used to go visit my dad in Colorado every summer and one summer my friend, Tonya, came out to visit me. My dad took us to this really cool restaurant in Boulder called Bananas. Notice the pink Guess T-shirt and the guy's class ring that I lovingly wrapped in outfit color-coordinated angora every day. I'm pretty sure I liked the ring more than I liked the guy. I was sporting sort of a feathery hairdo, and yes, that is a banana clip holding my hair back. Back then I lived for the back of the head mohawk!

Here I am again with Tonya. This was our sophomore year when we went to another school's prom with a couple of guys. We didn't really like the guys that much, but didn't want to wait a whole year to get to go to prom. They rented a limo and took us to the fanciest restaurant in town where I proceeded to tuck napkins in the top of my strapless dress and chow down on BBQ ribs. KC Masterpiece, baby. That's how I roll.This picture is from my junior year. My hair is looking considerably better. I had finally figured out that crunchy was not a good look for me. I switched to violet eyeliner, which I still use to this day. I have no idea what happened to all of my hair. It is very depressing.
Here is one of the poses from my senior pictures. This picture actually makes me kind of sad. Although I envy this girl's hair and measurements, I don't envy the inner turmoil she had at the time. I wish I could write this girl a letter and tell her that someday she is going to meet the most amazing man that was put on this earth just for her. I would tell her that he wouldn't be threatened that she was intelligent, so she wouldn't have to dumb herself down. I would tell her that everything will work out, because with this man's love, she will finally realize that it wasn't that she wasn't good enough for the others, they simply weren't good enough for her. I would tell her that all this crap she is going through is just going to make her stronger, and that someday, two adorable little boys will kiss her and tell her they love her every day, which will make everything worth it. I would also tell her that she won't have to wear that dorky smock and work at True Value for the rest of her life. Here I am at my high school graduation with my friend Kristin. I was really looking forward to striking out on my own in college. My nose got broken about four weeks after this picture was taken and even though the surgeon did an awesome job rebuilding it, I just never felt like I was same.
So, there you have it. For the most part, high school was a blast but I wouldn't want to relive it for anything!

What I'm reading now...Killer Cruise by Jennifer Shaw

xo,

Stephanie

http://www.stephaniehale.com/