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This must have been after my Confirmation. I look like the right age for that. Ick. I can hardly stand to look at this picture. I want to sweep those stupid bangs away from my glasses.
And change the glasses.
How can you miss that mess on my chin? Didn’t they have zit medicine back then??
And…and…oh the humiliation.
Turquoise earrings? With a pink shirt? Which was, by the way, one of my favoritest shirts ever and I wore it every other day.
Even better are the ashtrays (Plural. Not just one ashtray. More than one) on the table with the overturned styrafoam cup, the nuts and nutcracker and the Jesus plate.
And what are those other things?? Easter eggs?? I can’t even tell.