Saturday, November 12, 2011

You'll Have To Trust Me That The Rest Are Terrible.

There are exactly five phone numbers I can remember (besides my own). My dad's landline (the phone number I grew up with), my grandma's landline, my sister's cell phone, my direct line at work, and the cell phone number of the account executive I work with. (Plus a handful of extensions within my office for the people I call frequently.)

Similarly, there are a small handful of birthdays that I can remember without facebook. My immediate family, my immediate circle o' friends, all of my ex-boyfriends (don't ask me why! I can't forget them even when I want to!), and a couple of my close friends from high school.

I used to be a walking dictionary of everyone's birthdays, back then. (We didn't have facebook when I was in high school. It wasn't even a Thing. The Internet itself was barely a Thing at that point, back in the day of AIM and MSN chatting and Hotmail and I don't even have the slightest idea how we entertained ourselves. I guess we went outside and did things.)

My POINT, of course, is that today is the birthday of one of my high school besties. Despite the fact that we ended up going to the same college, I haven't really seen her much over the last however many years.

There's not much I miss about high school.  I guess I miss how easy everything was. I miss being smart. I miss being a big fish in a little pond. I miss playing softball, I miss playing volleyball. I miss the ability to be so completely naive and ridiculous and unapologetic about it. And, yes, I do miss some of those friends.

So in honor of bygone days, I thought I would dig up a picture from ten years ago, from the tender young age of seventeen, and compare it to a current picture of me (I grabbed the most recent profile picture from facebook and tried to find one from the archives that was of a relatively similar angle).


If for absolutely NO other reason than it just skyrocketed my self esteem by 110%. No matter how much weight I've gained, I can't help but feel I'm a bajillion times better looking than I was. I'll take the curves and even a bit of the fat in exchange for having better hair, better eyebrows, better clothing, and a better all-around attractiveness quotient. No wonder I hardly dated in high school. Never mind that I was painfully shy and a huge nerd. I'm going to blame the fact that I was so awkward looking.


Honestly, this picture isn't even that bad, compared to most of them. 

What's interesting is that it appears that my current super-fake red hair color really isn't that far off from my natural color. Or what my natural color was ten years ago. In most of the pictures, it seems to be a light chestnut-type color. Then it goes blonde. It goes blonde to 11. But that was college, mostly.

Also, I think I've been doing my eye makeup exactly the same for ten years. If it ain't broke, right?

Also, my face appears to have ALWAYS been super round, even when I was at my absolute thinnest. So that actually makes me feel better, because I always felt like I carried around a lot of evidence of my being fat in my face. Turns out that's just the way my face is. More or less.

Anyway. There are some hilariously bad pictures in that album. I apparently didn't discover tweezers until I was sixteen. And then I tweezed the hell out of my eyebrows. Also: the sausage-curl bangs. I had those until the summer before my senior. WHY?! It was the thing to do, I guess. This picture doesn't even do them justice. They actually looked relatively okay in this one.

I'm glad the statute of limitations of embarrassment over these pictures has relatively passed. Because I think I'm ready to be done hiding them and ready to start scanning them.

You know what that means, right? It means things are about to get AWESOME.


The Phoenix Rising said...

You were cute and still are. No embarrasment needed. Reading your blog you come across as very thoughtful and positive to be around. Keep it up.

Ginny said...

Aw 2001 one Kelly is adorable. 2011 you looks fab as usual.

likethe309 said...

Aww, 2001 Kelly was super adorable.

2001 Danielle was super awkward. When I'm home in February, I'll have to show you proof. Also, did I tell you I'll be home for my birthday?

Ashley, the Accidental Olympian said...

Ohhhh braces, how you tormented us children of the 90's.

Terra said...

Love this! Baby you is adorable!