Wednesday, December 14, 2011

Creepy Santa pictures

1980 -- 3 years old. Still cute, Santa appropriate
My mom made me a book last year for Christmas of all my Santa pictures, and it was truly something to see that line crossed between sweet and absolutely OMG-horrifying-WTF-nightmarish-really-bad-what-the-hell-were-they-thinking.

I don't know if all children go through an ugly phase, but I did. Ugly, ugly. It should have been my super power -- the Incredible Ugly Girl. I had no business getting my picture taken with Santa.

1982 -- 5 years old. Santa appropriate.
The really unfortunate part is that my parents gave these horrid pictures away as gifts to loved ones -- "Here, have a picture of our freakishly ugly child. Merry Christmas."

I'm shocked that Santa even let me sit on his lap. I'm shocked that the camera didn't break -- maybe it did.

Mostly I'm shocked at how shave-your-dog's-butt-and-teach-it-to-walk-backwards-ugly I was. Even Lily noticed.

1986 -- 9 years old. NOT Santa appropriate.
"Mommy," she gasped between pictures 1985 and 1986. "That's scary."

And it was scary -- those god-damned ginormous pink eyeglasses and my man hair.

"They have way better glasses at my eye doctor's office, Mommy. You should have gone there," Lily said, wrapping an arm around me. "Those are huge. They're old-people glasses."

1988 -- 11 years old. NOT Santa appropriate.
I almost peed my pants I was laughing so hard -- and crying.

My mom did those glasses to me -- the haircut too.

"Grandma shouldn't have made you wear those glasses," Lily said. "They are not pretty at all. I don't like them (insert fake puke noises here)."

1989 -- 12 years old. WTF.

1 comment:

  1. The 12 year old one looks like the Alexis I knew. So cute!



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