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.: 8.24.2007 

Family photos should be banned!

The most painful reminders of fashion don'ts come from our family photos. In the interest of global kindness, I propose we outlaw family photos. No, you say? Fine, then I shall make you stare into the evil face of the corpse of the 1980s:

My husband and his sister, circa Dear Gods, What Is That On Your Head?.

(I shudder to think that my family might be digitizing photos right now, enabling my husband to get revenge!)

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thus proclaimeth the Zabet  2:18 PM   8 comment(s)


actually, this was the photographic evidence of why I wouldn't let my sister and her friends ever "do" my hair again. *shudder*

By Blogger lonck, at 2:58 PM  

hahahah. breathe. hahahahaha.... breathe... hahahahahahaha.

Thank you.

By Blogger Colleen, at 4:16 PM  

Wait, I thought that when your sister and her friends did your hair, that was this one:

By Blogger Zabet, at 4:45 PM  

Okay, okay...this is not a real photo. This was a slumber party and this is the aftermath of my friend doing both of our hair. Notice the blue eyeshadow...very stylish. I wish I could be Bon Jovi.
Oh..and that's a night gown, not a shirt.

By Blogger newsbug, at 5:35 AM  

I think you should beat Patrick to the punch and post your most embarrassing pictures now!

By Blogger robyn, at 7:09 AM  

oh gah.... I've seen patrick use that SAME look so many times!

By Blogger Britz, at 3:15 PM  

Ha! Robyn, that may just be the way to go! I know I've got one of me and my friends Edna and Becky in the 7th grade doing the sleepover too much makeup thing... HIGH-larious!

By Blogger Zabet, at 8:35 PM  

I am less afraid of the hair and more afraid of the red koala sweatshirt. I remember those! Scary!

By Blogger Mild Biscuit, at 12:29 PM  

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