Friday, January 22, 2010
A few years ago, I would have been horrified if anybody saw this picture. It would ruin my "image" (whatever that was), I probably would have thought. Now that I'm older, it seems I get a thrill from posting embarrassing pictures of myself, rather than flushed cheeks. I guess after seeing everybody elses flashbacks, I realize that I wasn't as awkward as I thought I was. It seems a lot of you have similar stories to tell, most of the time, and that gives off sort of an accepting feeling for the majority of us who play along.
Now I'm not saying that all of you had your walls completely covered in magazine clippings, most of those being of Leonardo DiCaprio, like the Teen Beat freak in the picture (ahem), but, I do find a sense of acceptance around the most of you.
If you look over in the direction of the closet, you can see that the walls (underneath the magazine wallpaper) are painted pink with white hand prints. When our house flooded in 1996, I got to decorate my room the way that I wanted to, which was a huge mistake on my parents part, clearly. I chose bright pink walls, and I wanted them covered in hand prints (yeah I don't know what I was thinking). It was cute for about a year, or so I thought at the time. Around the 7th grade, was when I decided to cover it up with the pages of Seventeen, and as you can see, I didn't do it lightly. I wish I could take this photo and turn it into a 360 view of my cave, because all of my walls were covered. From floor to ceiling. Nothing but teeny tiny pictures of pop icons. Its kind of depressing when I see how lost I was, at the age of 14, but here I am almost 12 years later, and it seems as if it all worked out for me in the end, haha.
If you look up on my dresser, you'll see my lava lamp, my stereo, a Titanic Poster. I was only kind of obsessed with the movie (I wasn't the only one, right? Somebody has to have gone through that phase as well... please...). In place of closet doors, a bead curtain that I thought was the coolest. Who cares if it always got tangled up in my lack of organization, it was cool.
I can't really explain the over sized maroon colored flannel shirt that I'm wearing, or the pig tails, but I do remember the heart shaped mood necklace that I was wearing. I loved that necklace. I loved mood anything, but my fingers were too fat for rings (sad, but true), so I had bought that necklace at Claire's. Or maybe it was a gift from somebody? I don't remember the exact details, but, if I can still remember it, then it must have meant alot. Also, I still had my braces on. I don't have very many pictures of me in my braces. My braces and I weren't the best of friends. I wore headgear when I slept (at least, I was supposed to), they were constantly causing me agonizing pain- just thinking about them makes my mouth throb.
Oh, and of course the green pom pom on the wall. Go Beavers, right? And the plastic heart shaped caboodle on the bed? I don't even know what I must have kept in there, I don't remember ever being big on jewelry. I wouldn't be surprised if it was full of pictures of Leonardo's face, haha. Creepy girl.
This weeks flashback wasn't much more than just a glimpse into my early teenage years, having no amazing story to go with the picture, just silly little details to point out.