Until I had a minor dental procedure at age 25, I had tiny little ridges on the bottom of my two front teeth. If you looked closely, they looked like a loose capital W, if you can picture that. I think a lot of people have them on their adult teeth, but they usually get […]
When I was in Junior High School (early 1980’s) I was sporting BIG glasses and was, of course called, “Four Eyes.” I was also a late bloomer, thus teased for looking like a boy. I was growing my hair out because before that time, my mother always insisted on cutting my hair short, and I […]
I was always awkward growing up. My family was Baptist and had so many beliefs concerning the outward appearance that they placed on us. We were not allowed to wear pants, only skirts and dresses and culottes, we couldn’t wear makeup- I couldn’t even get my ears pierced! To top that off, I was never […]
I was born with short hair. In first grade, before my dad took me to school, he took me to get haircut, even thought my hair was short enough. When I walked in the class, some boy shouted that I looked like a boy and the whole boys laughed. I started to cry. I often […]
I was in 8th grade, right in the middle of the awkward years and my mom decided to cut my hair…and kept cutting…and cutting, until it looked good, to her. My boyfriend dumped me, I got called a boy and my friends never let me live it down. Though I cringe when I see this […]
“This photo represents the first time I ever remember feeling uncomfortable in my skin. Just a few weeks before this 7th grade school picture, I felt that godforsaken urge to cut my hair. It was long, and it was beautiful, but my mom finally relented. My mom’s regular stylist was on vacation and I was […]