My dear old friend Lanie (and when I say "old," I don't mean that she's "old," because she's not--I just mean that we've known each other forever) (and when I say "forever," I mean that, like, okay: even though I've lived a life filled with questionable fashion choices and hairstyles--I suppose we all have our fair share of questionable fashion choices and hairstyles, but I like to think that I have more than my fair share--I've known Lanie long enough for her to remember some of my earliest sins) (and she has proof) (photographic proof) (because as I was saying, my dear old friend Lanie) just emailed me a photo she found from our high school days (my 10-year-reunion was fun, by the way, I'll write more about it later).
I think the photo is totally embarrassing, which is why I'm posting it here, because why have a blog if not to post your most embarrassing photos on it, right?
I assume that I'm dancing in the photo, but because I'm looking at the camera it almost looks as if I'm posing for the photo, and that's just weird, because if this photo wasn't taken mid-dance-crunch, then what the hell?
Also, I know I set up that this was going to be a photo showing off a questionable fashion choice and hairstyle, and at first I thought I was sporting a mullet in the photo, but on closer inspection I think that's actually patio furniture in the background that's tricking my eyes into seeing a mullet. If I'm not mistaken, this photo was taken a few months before My Big High School Mullet. And I suppose that the clothes are fine, except when you take into consideration the fact that I loved this shirt so much I wore it every single chance I could get. As in: I swear I wore this shirt, like, four times a week. (Jesse, back me up here--you totally recognize the shirt, right?)
Enough diddle-daddle. Here's the photo I just found in my inbox, curtesy of Lanie:
Don't you want to dance with me?
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I love this photo! I would totally dance with you! Oh, and I am not feeling the whole "patio furniture" thing. The mullet is sweet! :)
Lanie
I swear to you it's patio furniture.
(If it was a mullet, I would embrace my mullet past! But the mullet came later!)
Forget the hair... is it must me or do your fingers look disturbingly long?? (is disturbingly a word)?
Michal, it isn't just you. The fingers DO look disturbingly long. This photo was obviously taken during an extremely awkward period. I eventually grew into my fingers.
biz-ness in the front, party in the back! Dude, you have a mullet, don't blame the patio furniture.
Yes, I remember that shirt, I think I have 50 pics of you wearing it.
Forget the hair, the fingers...what about you spreading your legs all freaky at who I think is Laurie with a come hither look in your eye?
Total teen perv.
Jesse, you're right. The come hither look is the kicker. Total perv.
Is there some sort of initiation one must go through in order to comment around here, or can I just say, "I TOTALLY REMEMBER THAT SHIRT!" And I believe the 4x a week story :)
I hope you still dance like that!
the beauty of that shirt is how long the sleeves are. your little arms are barely poking out.
lia--there is no initiation for commenting, just go ahead and jump in the pool like you did! (though i kinda like the idea of an initiation, but i'll have to think on what that might be for future First Time Commenters.)
i'm so glad you can vouch for how often i used to wear that shirt! i wish i still owned it so that i could recreate this photo in the same shirt, 14 years later. But alas, i remember throwing the shirt away years ago (because it had holes in it) (i wore that puppy out).
oh, and i TOTALLY still dance like that.
JOE CHANDLER: i totally didn't notice the sleeve thing but now i'm creeped out by the shirt all of a sudden.
i think this was at gina's b-day party. every picture i have of you, you are wearing that shirt. i feel like it always has a crisp, ironed look to it. did you iron it?
oh and it is not patio furniture...
Jen, I've never really understood how to use an iron, so if the shirt looked iron, well, that was just because it was a really good shirt.
and that is SO patio furniture.
This was a birthday party at my house, in my back yard and I don't have patio furniture that looks like a mullet, so it must be all you.
I think you look adorable. I'm pretty sure this is before we started dating. You look awfully young. I wasnt that much of a cradle robber, was I?
oh, and I have a ton of photos with you in this shirt also. I love it!
So fun to be reminded of this shirt. It is so you.
PAM
never freakout dancing alone, google liberally everyday
ah, i love you. so much.
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