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I took some time today to rummage around through a stack of old pictures, and scan a handful of them.
My Mother. Taken in October, 1975.
My Old Man, in front of University of Texas.
Both of my parents.
My sister, my brother, and I.
My brother and I. I honestly have no idea how old I was in this, but I recall that I had quite the hat fetish.
My father, me, my sister, and my brother. Again, I'm unsure about my age.
Taken at my 5th birthday party.
At age 5, I was obsessed with wearing mary janes, tights, frilly dresses, and petticoats. My tastes have yet to change.
Taken a couple days after my 5th birthday, modelling new clothes.
At age 6, my punk roots began to show, and I began rocking the plaid, which is something that you can never have enough of.
Age 8, wearing my school uniform in a grocery store.
Also, for anyone who ever has any doubts as to why I frequently claim that I was adopted and am not actually related to anyone in this family, I offer the following images as my explanation:
My Mother. Taken in October, 1975.
My Old Man, in front of University of Texas.
Both of my parents.
My sister, my brother, and I.
My brother and I. I honestly have no idea how old I was in this, but I recall that I had quite the hat fetish.
My father, me, my sister, and my brother. Again, I'm unsure about my age.
Taken at my 5th birthday party.
At age 5, I was obsessed with wearing mary janes, tights, frilly dresses, and petticoats. My tastes have yet to change.
Taken a couple days after my 5th birthday, modelling new clothes.
At age 6, my punk roots began to show, and I began rocking the plaid, which is something that you can never have enough of.
Age 8, wearing my school uniform in a grocery store.
Also, for anyone who ever has any doubts as to why I frequently claim that I was adopted and am not actually related to anyone in this family, I offer the following images as my explanation: