I was so jealous of her cute, whimsical, and whispy butterfly, and soooooo very disappointed with the blob of paint and glitter straddling my nose.
I was ripped off, my friends. Screwed. And for some reason, I remember it to this day. It's funny what you take with you, and what you leave behind.
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I have another one of this series in my scanned photo files here on this desktop - very similar - I always read it as the annoyance of the younger cousin.
Sweet Photo.. the combination of expressions is hilarious.
It's hard to say for sure but it almost looks like Ashlee (might) have a mullet in that photo?
Maybe the hat is throwing me off.
well the bad perm and harsh bangs certainly didn't help my mood I'm sure. duz, you got off lucky not getting the gift of a perm every year on your birthday.
ha! I almost spit out my coffee! Truth is, as the historical pictures will attest, I went without a hair cut of any sort for the first 6 years of my life.
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