More from diaries of the past

May 10, 2009 00:49

On October 3rd, 1996, I was up late at night working on my "new look." This apparently consisted of:

Pigtails.
Blue eyeshadow, black mascara, purple-pink blush and raspberry lipstick.
An iridescent blue shirt worn with an open, white blazer over top of it.
My dad's jeans.

In my 13-year-old mind, I thought this would be cool.

I must have looked like a train wreck.

self, what the fuck, childhood

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