I really enjoy looking at childhood pictures (just look at my flashback friday posts for proof) and they don’t even have to be of my own childhood!
From my own childhood I enjoy looking at pictures of myself not because I’m “so into my self” but because it is like looking at a stranger! A lot of my face structure is the same, but I was a little blonde girl! As I got older my hair gradually shifted to dirty blonde to full out brunette and then a lighter more red brown after the sun in Hawaii bleached my hair a bit! Anyway, the different hair and the hand-me-down clothes and outfits my mother put together makes it feel like I’m looking at a person I have no relation too, despite remembering some of the places and occasions that were photographed.
It’s funny to look at all the outfits my mother put together and the clothes I inherited from my sisters and to realize that I got to this point: buying my own clothes, dressing myself!
What’s the point of this? I’m not entirely sure! Maybe it’s my glittery shoes that remind me of childhood stories (like Dorothy’s in the book)?
Anyway, here’s a picture of me now and a picture of me then.
How has your style and appearance changed since childhood? Any fun childhood pictures to share?