The hair.
As I was going through more pictures, I simply could not stop laughing at pictures of my hair! I have to be honest, though...I miss the days of big hair. Check out this one. Prom -- Freshman year -- and I need to tell you that the only reason my parents let me go to prom as a Freshman was because my brother agreed to double date with me. Poor guy! (Don't you like the way I blocked the face to protect the innocent? ;-) Very professional, huh?!) I'm especially digging the black hose and shoes. Oy my!
Same dance posing with my neighbor {{he was like my second dad!}} -- um, what am I, Michael Jackson?? Nice glove.
More curls! Still permed and hot rolled. This is Prom, Junior year...still protecting the innocent! Ha! Dyed shoes to match the dress...Thank you, PayLess Shoe Source!
Still Junior year, practicing to sing a song at church -- don't stand too close to me or you will run into my hair! Check out all the tight rolled jeans...
And, a little tamer, just bigger bangs at my high school graduation. I think I was going for less hot roll and more perm.
Good times, people, good times! I think I will be making a trip to WalMart today for some hot rollers...







































