I basically ransacked my parents home, trying to find these pictures. I cannot find neither mine nor my sister's school pictures. I told Papa Norm that "we just had these out for my high school graduation party." To which he replied "Fancy Ginger, that was a long time ago (12 years ago)." Touché, Papa Norm, touché.
I am going to be honest, I am never a fan of my school pictures. They're not like selfies, where I can take a billion selfies...until I get one that I look remotely decent in---and then I can filter/edit it to death via Instagram. I am not a "one shot wonder" when it comes to taking a picture. On the other hand, I think almost everyone has some sort of horrific reaction when they first see their school pictures. Not because the picture is awful (most likely, it's a very lovely/adorable picture), but because it's more "high definition" than we were mentally prepared for.
When I received my school picture this week..the first word out of my mouth was "yikes!" Do I really have wrinkles/crinkles around my eyes when I smile now? I didn't know I had that many freckles? Oh boy...my hair.
Now looking at my school picture, I realize I do not look like the monster I first thought I did when it came in this week. I am more accepting of the lines around my eyes (although, thank goodness I received an eye cream in my Birchbox ;)), and I am a ginger...so I am going to have freckles. Acceptance is growth....so sayeth the Fancy Ginger.
I was able to locate a kindergarten picture (a small pocket sized one)...so here is a brief evolution of the Fancy Ginger (Age 5 and Age 30):
Beautemous.....
All grown up....
Until next time...be kind to yourself and one another....and always stay fancy!

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