When Then is Better Than Now
When I first posted the link to the WSJ article, the photos had yet to be posted. I may have been an enormous nerd in 4th grade, but now I am a woman who needs a better hairstyle and more sleep. Damn. And my friend Sara checked my make-up and everything before I met the photog. ("You look sort of like Rachel Maddow," my other Sara friend said, trying to be positive. Dude, Rachel Maddow may be awesome, but I do not want to look like her.)
The good news is that the new story links to the 1986 original. Yep, those were the days.
Labels: (undeserved) self-pity, fashion Suzanne-style, I'm Famous (Not), mortification, shameless self-promotion





2 Comments:
Well, the angle is very, very odd. It makes you look as if you have had a terrible accident involving your neck. To assure you: you're much better looking than that.
Thank you for the laugh. A terrible accident involving my neck is not hilarious in reality, but seriously, I cannot stop laughing. Plus, I worried that I looked like I was on drugs, so maybe if I had a neck accident it would excuse what appears to be a painkiller addiction.
Only I seem to have gotten the "artsy" photographer, as everyone else has a normal portrait. C'est la vie.
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