This was me at 4. We were still living in New Hampshire, and I was still doing ballet. This was before I, at age 7, started taking karate instead. From ballet to karate. Awesome. So this was, in fact, taken more than 10 years ago.
Now, this one. I'm about 6 in this one, and this was while I was taking my ballet/jazz/tap combo classes. Obviously, this was the one for tap. (Hence the tap shoes.) Yes, I am, in fact, wearing fishnet tights. It's less creepy than it could be, though, because I don't have any makeup on, and my hair is just pulled back, unlike the mini beauty queen prostitots on "Toddlers and Tiaras."
Also, it must be said. . .Good Lord, check out those ears. I'm kind of surprised that the wind didn't pick me up and carry me away. I (mostly) grew into those things, though, so it's OK.
disturbing true story about this picture. I very (very) briefly "dated" this guy. . .I'm fairly sure it was after my freshman year of college, but for some reason, I always think it could be my sophomore year of college. I was somewhere in the 19-20 range. He was older than me, 21-22-ish.
He saw this picture, got this. . .disturbing look in his eye, and he goes, "So. . .do you still have that outfit?"
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Needless to say, THAT is a relationship that didn't go the distance.
What I wanted to say was, "Um, even if I did, I was SIX! It wouldn't FIT! Also, CREEPY!"
It should also be noted that this guy was never allowed to touch me in any manner save a couple hugs I was pulled into unexpectedly. The mere thought of that now kind of makes me want to go shower