I was a geek growing up, with plenty of social awkwardness stemming from the fact that I was never allowed to listen to New Kids on the Block, perm my hair, or have my ears pierced so that I could wear gigantic dangly neon stars like all the cool girls did...
And then there was that height thing...and my kitchen-scissor cut bangs...and the big glasses...and the braces...
(I destroyed most of the photos. Just imagine, okay? No need to require physical proof of my gangliness...)
So as someone who held her own but was always kind of on the outside of the social circles, it's kind of funny to be sort of popular now. It would have been much more valuable to me in high school, I can tell you that!
Tonight, kind of out of the blue, three different people with whom I have a casual relationship (i.e. I see them in the hallways at grad school) sought me out with invites...some drinks after class, a night out with the girls, a big Brazilian BBQ with more meat than I can adequately describe in a blog posting! And a random guy in an expensive green t-shirt chatted with me on the metro and invited me out to lunch one of these days...
And I think to myself...
What happened?
Was it Brazil? Or is it just the self-confidence that comes with being within sneezing distance of the big 30???
3 comments:
Destroyed? Thats where aunts come in. I have one that was taken at a family reunion I think 17 years ago. Your cousin Joey was a baby at the time. So that would make you about 12 or so. Do you want me to post it???
Aunt Kathi
Not ALL the photos are destroyed at home either!! To be honest, you listed the 3 pieces of advice that I give to parents of girls. In order to keep them as ugly as possible, for as long as possible (the intent being to keep away the wolves prowling the halls of high schools for new victims)...
1. Cover their foreheads with bangs
2. Cover their eyes with large glasses
3. Cover their teeth with braces
Note: This recipe works best if all three are employed at the same time and only the nose is exposed.
The plan was to develop the character first, then work on the outward beauty. How was I to know that there was such a shortage of men with character looking for the same?
Love you, Mom
you are funny and as I recall, not *that* close to the big 3-0. I am happy to hear how you are thriving in Brazil.
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