I came across some seriously amazing pictures. I love seeing how everyone in my family has grown and changed, including me. So I'm starting this series, called Then & Now. You'll see where I was, where I am now, and I'll tell you about where I want to be.
Yep. That's me. I'm not exactly sure how old I was - around the third grade I think. I do not remember having a bubble butt, but apparently I did. I do remember, however, always playing dress up. I would run into our playroom after dinner and parade, literally, parade, through the house in outfits Lady Gaga would die for. Like this little number. I would feel perfectly natural in a tight red onesie and an Amish hat, posing in front of the camera for Mama while Daddy rolled his eyes, downed another beer, and tried to ignore what was happening.
I still feel comfortable in red unitards and big hats, but mostly just for crazy parties. Here's the now, in the everyday:
I traded in the pajamas for a warm wool coat, and the Amish hat for an old-Hollywood turban (made out of leggings!). I would love it if my mom were behind the camera again, but these days I'm parading down the sidewalks of Manhattan, rather than the stained-wood floors of my childhood home. And I'm sure my dad would still be shifting his eyes awkwardly in the other direction, loving me all the same.
|Turban: Hue thermal leggings; Brooch: thrifted; Coat: Coffeshop;|
Gloves: Target; Tights: Diesel; Shoes: Chinese Laundry