To make myself feel a little better about my current hair situation, I have decided to share the most embarrassing photo that ever exists of me. Let me just give you the background information to this photo before I decide to share it.
It was picture day in 6th grade and I remember I picked out my outfit the night before: a frilly floral pink button up top, my favorite Arizona jeans, the silver choker my best friend gave me and my black chunky boots (I am already gagging). It was around 10am when one of the teachers told all the 6th graders to report to the gym to take their photo. Please note I only had five people in my grade, all of them were boys I grew up with since kindergarten except one kid who moved to my town in 4th grade. So, I am standing in line with the boys and they are all just joking around and chilling until they get their photos taken. Of course, as a pre-teen girl, I was FREAKING out about the way I looked and looked in the mirror like trying to make sure my hair looked okay. I do not remember being so paranoid about my class photo until that year. I kept on asking them, “Do I really look okay? Tell me the truth.” They all would just go, “stop freaking out you look FINE.” So I took their word for it and thought nothing of it after my 10 minute panic attack. I sat on the bench with the creepy photographer telling me to tilt my head. Then FLASH, it was over. A month later I got my photos back and saw my hair barely fit in the photo. I was extremely upset with the boys because they all told me I looked fine and clearly I didn’t.
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| Sorry about the low quality photo taken with my Blackberry |
I guess that is what you get when you spend 8+ years with a bunch of boys….. No matter how frizzy my hair is today or tomorrow, it will never (knock on wood) look as bad as it was that day in 6th grade.
Describe your most embarrassing photo.
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