Thursday, March 11, 2010
Usually I would have posted an optional theme, but it seems like Flashback participation has kind of slowed down recently, and honestly, not having the creative freedom (even though its optional, I know we all feel obligated to stick with the theme anyways) to post whatever we want is kind of stressful, if only even a little. So for now, I've kicked themes to the curb. Which means today, I post a picture of anything. I don't have to go digging through the Huggies box looking for a specific memory. And neither do you.
I know that this picture is much larger than images I usually display on my blog entries (and it doesn't quite fit, booo), but I want you to be able to see all of the amazing I-was-young-once details. My bare skin, hardly touched by tattoo guns. The faint line of a collar bone. My side swiped bangs. My lip ring hugging a heavily colored pout. My sassy sort of facial expression, which now that I'm looking back, is more embarrassing than sassy. And of course- Portland in the background. The place that brought me to life.
My past time friend Jenny and I were taking a walk in our favorite part of town, the area that Christopher and I would later move to, stopping here and there for iced coffees and thrift shopping. At the time, the dress I was wearing belonged to her. She had let me borrow it for our summer day out in the sun. It was the first time I had ever worn anything strapless, and I had to tuck my bra straps into the cups, and constantly adjust the improper fit.
I wish I could remember exactly what was on my mind that day. Probably thoughts of fruit smoothies and cigarettes. Maybe song lyrics written by Matt Skiba and unhealthy inspirations of how I could lose another ten pounds. I know I had crushes on boys that would never care about me the way my husband does, and the thought of having kids had never even crossed my mind.
I wore MAC makeup, I ate wheat, I drove a 1996 bright purple Ford Escort, I lived at home with my parents, I worked at Subway- things were simple. Things were black and white.