(skinnies: Target, shirt: Target, booties: Old Navy)
My hair looks absolutely ridiculous in these pictures.
Something happened during 7th period and it just went downhill fast. I tried to pin it back up without actually having to redo it and, obviously, it didn't work.
This was only a few days before I chopped it all off and I think this moment might have been the defining one. Where I realized I had too much hair to keep in a ponytail. What I needed was two ponytail holders and then it might have stayed.
I just had too much hair.
Another random tidbit for you today: recently my mother told me she thought my knees were getting really skinny.
She said this with a completely straight face and in all seriousness.
I think that's just another example of why I grew up to be such a smart ass. How could I let such beautiful, well played one-liners like that go without responding?
You're right, I can't.
Which also goes to explain why I often had my mouth washed out with soap as a child. The words just come too fast sometimes.
All the time, really.