There are so many things that can be said about this photo, but to be nice – I’ll stick with just what comes to mind about ME.
First – where did I find that grody jacket? The dump? Ew.
Second – this must have been pre-Ang-going-to-beauty-school. Cause I’ve had some bad haircuts, but this one is truly awful.
Lastly – if I could go back to that time now I would slap my younger self and tell her to back away from the Biggie-sized Dr Pepper. Fatty.
Oh, and to pick on just one other person – some friend, Josh. Thanks for the support.