Not Very Pretty, The Tween Years

This is not the same day as my previous post, I just really loved that shirt at this time. It and about two others were all I would wear.

A side note: the pretty woman in the painting behind me is Penelope Pagett-Barker, a revolutionary hero who I did a report on in 5th grade and then portrayed in the wax museum. She is from a small town called Edenton, North Carolina, which is where this picture was taken.

Photobooth fun!

For reals! The Not-Pretty-ness is just a bonus :)

Oh wait

Another, before I go:

A first-day-of-school shot.

My first day of senior year of high school (my last first day of high school) and his first day of freshman year of high school (his first first day of high school).



ps
THREE DAYS!!!

Brother Sister Not Pretty love

Soon, I will be reunited with my brother. I leave my computer tomorrow for the first leg of the journey so I am posting this now, though I won't see him until Thursday. (FOUR DAYS!!!)

ANYWAY. This photo is from a different sibling reunion--my return from Israel. It was late at night, I was jet-lagged, and my brother has extremely red lips. What more can I say, it belongs on Not Very Pretty.


xo
alison.

Not Very Pretty, The Tween Years

Don't try to mess with this.

ps DO I HAVE A GREEN MUSTACHE ON TOP OF MY HEAD!?!
what the hell.

Not Very Pretty, The Early Years

At Grandmother's house.

Monster!

More frightening than Not Pretty, I suppose.

Prance

T-Rex arms

for comparison:

This is what happens with 10-in-succession self-timer photographs.

Do not be afeared

My lapse in posting does not mean I have turned into a pretty pretty person (evidence to follow). My folder of Not Very Pretty fotos is one of the things that got lost in The Great Laptop Theft of 2008. Luckily, I have a boyfriend who is quite adept at taking unflattering photographs of yours truly:


And this is what I think of him: