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.