So when I was 15…
OMG you guys, I think y’all are gonna die with what you are about to see.
Friend: Send me that picture of ____ when ____ was fat.
Friend: I want to see pictures of what people looked like before.
Me: You’re gonna post them online, aren’t you? You’re a mean girl!
Friend: No, I don’t post horrible pictures of people online. I keep them for my satisfaction. You, on the other hand, voluntarily post ALL your photos, even pictures of your turd.
Me: I have NEVER posted pictures of my turd. That photo was from google images!
Friend: Oh, ok, I thought that was your turd.
Me: Do you really think I’d post pictures of my turd? Pissing everywhere is not very Chanel, you know.
Anyway, so what happens when siblings play dress up and a 15-year old kid dons a Jeremy Scott bucket hat, those silly rhinestone whatever Chloe sunglasses, Tom Ford for Gucci hallucinating hippie collection men’s SIZE SMALL swimming trunks (THAT WERE CLEARLY WAYY TOO BIG FOR MY then 20-inch waist)… and a big-ass vintage massive leopard print fur coat on top of it all?
Do not, under any circumstances, try this at home. You’ve been warned! And mothers and sisters, don’t do this to your kids. They’re gonna end up gay, just like meeee! I think this photo brings a whole new meaning to ‘poking fun at yourself’. I’m not poking fun at myself… I’m SHAMING myself. But then again, I don’t really have any shame. Shame? What’s that?
Ready? Click click click!
This is me now… and as you know, trying hard to be pretty is a full-time job.
It involves eating a lot of lettuce.
this is me back in the dark ages.
Ready? I’m warning you… last chance to close your window. I have this photo on my diary and whenever I need a little bit of perking up, I open the page and look at this image.
Out of extreme curiosity, I wonder what Terry Richardson would say.
You reading my blog, Terry? LOL.
I love you all, as always!