I thought, I might have that beat. Might. You see, I decided to get my hair cut about a week before my senior photo. Smart. Evidently, I wanted to look like a boy. And I frosted my tips. Hawt. I also hadn't discovered tweezers yet back then, so I've got mad brows. I present to you, me, circa 1998. You'll be glad it's small...

Take a moment. You can laugh. I hate that picture. And that sweater - really, that's what I thought was my best outfit? Ugh. I only used this photo for my yearbook - I had my real senior photos done at Sears a couple months later instead, then proceeded to hand out 29347346 of them to my friends, whether they wanted them or not.
Alright, back to school work, fittingly.
Frosty tips!!! Oh my gosh. I never went there, but my mom did on numerous occasions. She was so fashion forward.
ReplyDeleteFrosty tips vs. Hooker roots. I think it's a tie. (I don't know why I just called them hooker roots...I wasn't a hooker or anything I swear.)
I think you look cute!
Hooker roots - ooh I learned a new term. I never knew kids frosted their hair! You are brave to post the photo! It doesn't looke like you too me - weird to think that was the year I got married! I am old!
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