Embarrassing photos, day 4
Sep. 16th, 2004 11:31 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
leighblackMy ultra-quick, non-spoilerish review of Vanity Fair: It was way too long, the scenes were very scattered and random, many things happened that had no reason or explanation, and all of a sudden there was this scene where all the men had ratted hair and were wearing makeup, like we were suddenly in the middle of an 80's new wave video. Very strange. But the costumes were gorgeous! As were most of the scenes. And JRM is even all so more fuckable as a snooty British snob. *drool*
More of with that Skid Row hat. I swear, I don't remember wearing it that much! That's actually the ceiling that's in the photo. It too was covered from wall to wall.
I don't even know what I'm wearing here. It's so awful. The hair, the glasses - it's just all horrendous. This is a photo from when I used to teach anti-underage drinking classes at Elementary Schools for 4-H.
Well, this is attractive. An extreme closeup shot at the Mall of America.
This is from my last day of high school. Obviously, I was in my Elmo phase. You can't see, but I'm also wearing Elmo shorts. I think my glasses take up half the room on my face.
Graduation Day. I had to pull my hair back into a braid, as my mortarboard didn't fit around my poofy, frizzy mess. With it pulled back like that, and the huge ass glasses, I really lok like an uber-nerd.
I still haven't decided what to do about the bookstore. I just know that I have no desire to be there tomorrow and will be calling in sick. *coughcough* Instead,![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
wonderfungus and I will be having a sleepover! YAY!! duckduck, we'll be happy to meet you out after work. But I want to do something more exciting that the Bee's. Does Stark's sound okay? I'll email you tomorrow.
More of with that Skid Row hat. I swear, I don't remember wearing it that much! That's actually the ceiling that's in the photo. It too was covered from wall to wall.
I don't even know what I'm wearing here. It's so awful. The hair, the glasses - it's just all horrendous. This is a photo from when I used to teach anti-underage drinking classes at Elementary Schools for 4-H.
Well, this is attractive. An extreme closeup shot at the Mall of America.
This is from my last day of high school. Obviously, I was in my Elmo phase. You can't see, but I'm also wearing Elmo shorts. I think my glasses take up half the room on my face.
Graduation Day. I had to pull my hair back into a braid, as my mortarboard didn't fit around my poofy, frizzy mess. With it pulled back like that, and the huge ass glasses, I really lok like an uber-nerd.
I still haven't decided what to do about the bookstore. I just know that I have no desire to be there tomorrow and will be calling in sick. *coughcough* Instead,
wonderfungus and I will be having a sleepover! YAY!! duckduck, we'll be happy to meet you out after work. But I want to do something more exciting that the Bee's. Does Stark's sound okay? I'll email you tomorrow.
