I am convinced that EVERYONE goes through a "Stage." My stage I like to call the "Awkward, nothing looks good on me cause I am way too skinny stage." I think that I started off pretty dang cute. Correct me if I am wrong, but you are rude if you do :). Here I am, still in the cute phase...my grandma had just given me my first perm. I cried almost the whole way through because I was certain I was going to get solution up my nose. My grandma vowed never to give a grandchild a perm again after her experience with me.
It's starting. My body is starting to grow faster than I am ready. Clothes start to hang a little funny on me, my teeth have all grown in, but decided to do so in a crooked manner and my hair can't decide if it should be curly or straight.
Full blown awkwardness. I am not the only one experiencing this though. As you can see, all of my cousins and brothers are too. Steve (on the right) thought it was cool to mix and match stripes and plaid (he wanted to start a new trend), my whole wardrobe consisted of striped shirts and I had NO clue how to do my hair, and I should be fair and only talk about my awkwardness and no one else. They are all innocent with this post.
I was also terrified that my freckles would take over my face so I stayed out of the sun as much as possible or always wore sun screen. Notice I am by far the whitest one in the picture.
Sigh....striped shirts once again...and pegged pants. Thinking it is cool to use brother as a prop in my picture. If you look really close you might see my sister's troll ear rings. Sorry Juls. I said I would not involve others with this, but I could not resist!
Once again...another striped shirt. It was an 8th grade phase. I thought the pegged pants looked really cool still.
Girls camp. I used to think this picture was sooo cool! Probably because I was trying so hard to be friends with Kim (who is now one of my closest friends). She was SO COOL in my eyes. I think I helped braid her hair.
I could go on, but I will spare everyone for now. I have many more pictures where that came from. It took about another 10 years after this picture to grow more into my body. I did not feel QUITE as lanky, but still was self conscious. These pictures really make me laugh. Thank you Benson cousins for being ok with this (I did not ask permission, just assumed). Im not ashamed of my awkward stages. I feel mine lasted for quite a long time, and maybe still going through some type of "stage." I will call it the, " I am starting to thicken around the middle, and cry at the drop of a pin," stage.
I think that Junior high was so tough at times though. I thought for sure that I was the only one experiencing the awkwardness, because in my eyes, everyone was so much cooler! Ha...so funny to think back on. I am grateful for those times, for real, because I always had my mom to tell me that I was beautiful and special. So, very random post, but I am just really enjoying this scanner!