| 17th birthday me cutting my guitar cake during my 17th birthday party. the cake says "happy birthday, alix", because that was going to be my stage name. yeesh. alix with an 'i'. part of my plan to be a rawk goddess. |
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| Aubrey and Brandi another pic of  raisin and me. ages... lessay 5 and 3? I'm on the left, of course. |
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| School Picture I think this was the 5th grade. i can't remember if my mother was in the hospital for a tube tying, or if she was away due to [yet another] mental breakdown. Anyhoo, I dressed myself for school pictures, mom is STILL incensed that i had the GALL to mix red and pink. It is also a reminder of the phase i went through where my facial features seemed to grow at disproportionate times, i.e. my nose. I also had a few years where i feel i looked QUITE boyish. eesh. |
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| Southgang Hee hee. For all you Marvelous 3 and Butch Walker fans, here's what they looked like when they was fab. |
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| Tantrum Parenting skill #1: my mother used this tactic to prevent me from throwing random temper tantrums as a child: she would take a picture of the tantrum, develop it immediately, and show to all of her friends whenever they would come over and have them laugh at me. This picture was actually framed and hung on the wall in our house for YEEEARS. Yes, humiliation works wonders regarding parenting. Course, Mother also potty trained me by flushing me down the toilet. But that story is for another day. |
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andrea: i think i like you much better with straight hair.
aubrey: *nods*
andrea: i don't know if your mom did this, i think all mom's do. regarding perms, they tell you that..
together: they're great because they give you VOOOOLLLUME.
yesh. since i was 12, my mother would send me packing down to the hair school every few months with a crisp $20 bill because she said i needed volume. course, i could/should scan a picture of HER hair back in the 'less straight! needs thickness!' days. wow. that hair gave buckwheat a run for his money.
oh, and jess? i found those live Fraidy Cat pictures I was talking about.
and then a random meme...
You Are The Wayfarer Guide
"I'll show you the way."
Your deep insight and quick wisdom never ceases to amaze those around you. You are the guiding light for many of those you know and are not afraid to help anyone else who asks. Not very many acknowledge your tremendous help and effort, but you do not mind that so much. You've seen what is in store for them, and will be there should they need your help. You enjoy people in general, but are very selective of who you let see the real you. Others see you as an enigma of sorts, a mystery that is seemingly ever changing.
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You know my mother did the same thing sorta. She would tell everyone about what I did (bad or good but the bad is what I speak of) and it made me so angry that she would tell other people what was going on in our house. I was ticked because I'd undertand how she got something wrong and I got in trouble too :P
Stu-
I think I'm sorta in the same boat, I'm not finding it hard to open up to Ty, we've talked about that that OH MY GOD I'd never put on here, or anywhere. However there are times when I'm noticably quiet and its not that I feel like I'm holding anything back its just that I never had an outlet so they are just automatically categorized as nonimportant, I think to an extent thats whats up with my journal too.
i learned recently in psychology (so much has been learned there!) that humiliation is one of thee worst parenting styles possible, which was certainly used with me. 'splains a lot.
I don't know what it is with me sometimes, I'll just have the dire need to get these things out and hased out and usually ther is no one there, and this still happens. However that time is short and when it passes I'm totally cool. It's alsmost like a storm, you have a need to take cover but after it passes things are pretty much normal... unless a tree branch falls off during the storm and it falls on your car and totally smashies it pretty flat like a hotdog in a bun, only with lots and lots of glass everywhere and sharp metal peices for a but-which is not tasty, and you call your insurance agent and they are all like "act of God act of God!" and you're like "what do I have full coverage for then?" and they just shurg their shoulder and tell you its not their fault. However none of that last sentence really fits into my analogy :)
Stu-
SOUTHGANG?! He was in SOUTHGANG? I still have my Southgang "please take this cassette single, we can't get rid of the damn things" tape that I got for free with my purchase of probably a Led Zeppelin tape when I was a kid. I even attempted a listen.
i should go find it.
But if I'd known that was him, I'd... no, nothing would be different.
BEFORE THEY WAS ROCK!
she's my tainted angel
but my lovin took her wings away
she was made in heaven
but the devil got his way
she was pure as fallen snow
but she melted just like ice
when i took the little angel
put the fire in her eyes
aaah, yes. who could hate a love song with depth like that? the main songwriter? yes, yes, butch walker.
I got the same result for the quizzie, it was cool but I wish I could see all the answers (I didn't see that as an option), pretty pics.
pah.
Moms don't usually talk to guys about perms, but back in the 80's I used to work with this girl who was constantly telling me I should get a 'Bon Jovi' perm.
another option that i entertained back in the day was getting my hair done like the blonde guy in the pic, which we had entertained was to just put the top inch or so of your hair in teensy braids. (hard to see in that pic, though.)
I can't say mom ever did that to me with perms though. She has naturally curly hair herself, though mine is incredibly straight. She's never been a very foofy mom though, never cared much about fashion or hair or makeup or anything like that. I think my parents were just happy when I started taking better care of my hair; i.e. brushing out all the snarls.
ironically, i think it was right at the 9th grade, too, where my pictures magically got better, too!
mom always wanted me to do stuff with my hair, i.e. curl it (i always avoided curling irons like the plague), blow dry it (again, blow dryer = plague), etc. i'm SO a wash and go type person.
i was quite sad when my hair got long enough again that i actually had to start BRUSHING it.