They worked out so well for me when I was…9.

If the expression on my face is any indication, I was super pissed that I was forced to be out in public after my mom had a field day with the scissors.

And then……….I must have noticed what I was wearing:

What was I, Amish?  Who knows, but I DO remember thinking this was THE COOLEST dress evs.  I think I wore it like twice a week…with puffy socks.  I laughed for a good ten minutes when I recently found this picture.  And then I noticed George (typical big sister…so focused on ME I didn’t even realize he was in the picture) and my head almost exploded.   Oh Georgie.   I feel ya brother.  If mom made me wear ill fitted white pleated pants with a tshirt that looks like it’d fit my Cabbage Patch Kid, I’d be holding back tears too.  We belong on awkwardfamilyphotos.com.

If I dig through pictures long enough, I think I could put together quite the story on my lifelong love-hate relationship with bangs.  Stay tuned…you might be in for a treat.