Ok, I like to join things (tie one on, m.o.s., back-tack, flickr groups) but holy crap! taking a self portrait is hard. My iPhoto is now clogged with 1000 crappy photos of myself. The above is what I came up with for self portrait Tuesday. Thanks to Tim who was giving Oscar zerberts to keep him cheery while I snapped shots.
In the interests of full disclosure I might as well date myself and give you a little perspective. Here I am — in five year increments…
born in 1970
5 years old 1975
10 years old 1980
Sorry Katie, I’m a mean sister. Not her best picture, of course 1980 wasn’t too kind to me either. What’s with the bangs? Or are you too distracted by the smocking to notice?
15 years old 1985
I was going to put up a lovely crimped hair, pink shiny lipgloss photo but I opted for this instead. Future weblogger, the early years. Of special note: the wet permed hair and HUGE pink glasses.
20 years old 1990
ahh, a skinny year! Here I am drunky drunk at some party in college. The back of the photo says "laughing very hard at this guy’s hair". I guess I was at that stage of drunk where glittery Robert Smith hair is hilarious.
25 years old 1995
Hey look, my one and only trip to europa. (oops! ok, the photo is up now. no more late night posting for me!)
30 years old 2000
Sporting "hair of the future" for Y2K.
Ok, back to less stressful play-alongs. I’m really excited about Amy’s awesome August theme!