I haven't changed a day since I was 6.

I have camera issues, so I can't take a picture of my hair. I will, however, draw a picture of my hair, just how she styled it, which should give you a pretty good idea what my hair was like.


Yes, I drew it in Photoshop. How does anyone draw with a mouse? It weren't easy, but even so, this sketch is remarkably accurate. My nose is just like that. You can see why I have scheduled that nose job.


Drawing this picture of myself reminded me of another picture I once drew of myself. This is a page straight out of my very first journal.


Pretty uncanny right? I obviously had a very undistorted self image. I know my hair looked just about like that most of the time. Though why my mom let a 6-year-old run around in that outfit is anyone's guess.

When I showed this picture to Richard, he said "Wow. I guess you wanted to be a hoochie when you grew up. Whatever happened to that girl? You know, you can wear that outfit for me anytime you want."

I especially like the shoes I am wearing. Fancy!