This is, by far, my favorite hair picture.  I’ve left the other runner in for context.  It was the mid-90s, so I think that explains some things.  Kind of.  I ran cross-country my senior year.  At some point I decided to grow my mop out a bit so that I could put it into a tiny ponytail at the top of my head.  Thank God there are no pics of that.  And still…

I know, ladies.  It’s hard to contain yourselves with all the hotness going on there.  To all of you who ask why I keep my hair so short, I think I need offer no further explanation.

At some point it appears that we began taking advantage of my awesome hair. Exhibit 1:  The Medusa costume.

My hair was so thick that we were able to thread the rubber snakes onto a wire hanger and insert them into my hair.  They held all day.

This one is almost too painful to post, but I figure that we all have these pictures, so we’re all laughing together, right?  RIGHT?

I believe I am wearing two layers of shoulder pads in this picture.  It was the first day of school.  It’s 6th or 7th grade, I think.  Wow, good times.

Cathy and I are pretty sure that if we can find the official school picture from this year, I’ll be able to get on Ellen’s “bad paid for photo” segment.  Wish me luck!

I think this was the year I decided to go for more of a grown-up Halloween costume.  It might have been a bit of a miss.

I think maybe it’s the hat.

Just for the record, that is a hypercolor shirt tucked into my fluorescent shorts.

And those are my braces.  And some mighty fine shades.