Hi there! This is day 25 of a series I’m writing this October called 31 Days of Hope in Brokenness. You can find the entire series here: 31 Days of Hope in Brokenness.
I found the photo below the other day from the prehistoric vault, y’all. Yours truly is in the middle (somehow a brown dress and silver eyeshadow made some kind of sense in 2006). Just look at these babies at their senior prom. Bless their hearts. They did not have YouTube makeup or hair tutorials which enable high schoolers of today to completely skip their awkward phase, which is criminally unfair. (Attention People Born After 1995: If I couldn’t escape body glitter and crimped hair, you shouldn’t be allowed to either.) We went to David’s Bridal with our moms to shop for our floor-length prom dresses, back when $200 was an insane amount to spend on a dress for a dance, and teenagers did not have credit cards or iPhones to snap pictures back and forth to their friends. This photo was taken on an honest-to-goodness disposable film camera! I carried it in my tiny satin clutch purse next to my keys and my frosted lip gloss that had a little mirror built into the cap. Oh, high school. I don’t miss you one bit. (more…)