Ah, 1960. What a lovely year...
I was a good girl in 1966
1980, not quite fully into my crazy grunge period yet...
Ah, there it is. 1984!
I think I look just like Jaima in this photo (Jaima of 1992, not Jaima of 2010)
But things finally started coming together by 2000. Whew!
2 comments:
You look JUST like my mom (in the 1960s) in that first picture. Very disturbing. Now I can't believe I dated you, but you know what they, "You marry (or sometimes just date) your mother."
1984 was cool, and not only because I was two years old, but because I remember clearly destroying that amazing hair-style with two well-placed wads of strawberry Bubblicious. Despite the jar of peanut butter used in the attempt to remove it, you lost a good third of your hair if I remember correctly (of course, everything seems like a lot to a two-year old, especially one as small as me). Good thing you got that awesome portrait before hair-gum fiasco.
Gotta love yearbookyourself.com!
WV: rundinet, "Remember that crazy big hair of yours? I rundinet."
Post a Comment