My hubby found my senior class picture recently. It was such an odd experience for me. I thought about two things.
One - I really like the original color of my hair. It has been years since I have really seen that color. I had totally forgotten what color it used to be, before dye. It was like a dark, reddish blonde. Kinda of like a light auburn, but not like the colors I've tried from a box. So how much of a dork do I seem if I bring my senior picture into the salon and say - make my hair this color?
Two - Hubby asked me what I was thinking about with my serious face photo in my pearls. I'm sure I was thinking something like "Like, this is my SENIOR picture! Like, I hope it turns out cute, like it's my SENIOR picture!" Yes, I, like, was a Valley Girl.
It did get me thinking though.. what did that girl want to be when she grew up? If she saw where she landed at 46 would she be surprised? Would she (like) be (like) disappointed?
She thought she would be an actress. She did like writing, but she thought everyone could do it. I do think she would be upset at the state of her butt... and I know she would tell me to dye this (like) mousey gray mop of hair.
