Completely Humiliating Phase

Okay, so Piper over at Bliss in Bloom posted a humiliating big hair pic [It's okay, Piper, I'm sure those bangs were all the rage -- with a big can of Rave].

Well, I'm too young to have experienced the big hair movement...although I did rock some killer bangs in elementary school. I don't have any big hair pics handy. I do, however, have this lovely pic. It's straight from my I'm gonna wear all black and listen to dark music period. You know...everyone else was doing it, why not me?

I actually don't find this picture that humiliating. I can still identify with the girl in the picture. What I don't get, however, is why my life's ambition ever involved being a roadie for some rock band. I would have taken the roll of groupie too.

So here I am...at some obnoxious rock festival. I was 16 in this picture.

Yes those are tiny camo shorts (with fishnets underneath of course) and yes, my eyes are actually open -- I just have too much black make up on them to tell.




I did, however, manage to score Ginger Fish's autograph at this concert.

And, by the by -- my necklace says "Fuck you". Just in case you were wondering.

I was such a happy girl.