A trip down memory lane.
Me and my Dad.
Me and my Ma.
I still remember this day. Don’t be jealous of my vinyl chaps. FYI That was my favorite shirt! It had glitter all over the strawberries!!
I was so proud of my hairdo in the one on the right. It was just like my moms. I felt very sophisticated.
I think I was 8. My ma rolled my hair in rags the night before. I recall her being disappointed in how it turned out, but I think it was super cute! That fancy necklace was my house key.
Guessing 10. My friend Shasta and I traded 1 earring while waiting in line. Mine was the long silver one (those were totally rad earrings BTW).
I was 12 and I rocked that big hair, puka necklace and sweatshirt dress!
14. That was the coolest haircut ever!
Here I was 16. My Ma refers to this as my “whatever” phase. I remember being “over” high school at this point and the ridiculous drama of it all. I was also secretly pregnant and scared out of my mind. I wish I could hug me and tell me everything is going to turn out alright.
Tomorrow: Vintage Petz!