Hi there 🙂
If you were linked to this, you probably have that same “Oh shit… How bad did I look?” feeling we all had a million years ago when we finally got back a pack of party pics from the weekend. This was when you’d have to wait at least an hour to see if a “retake” was needed, had to buy a whole new roll of film to do it, and taking “selfies” meant putting yourself at risk of looking like a pale alien. If you were smart, you’d make sure you played the role of photographer, so that any hideous blackmail of your double-chin-bad-angles weren’t unaccounted for somewhere.
Oh – before proceeding – can we please talk about our blissful ignorance regarding the fact that, YES, that dirty old man paid to develop your snappies was definitely looking at our half naked memories of under-aged inebriated evenings? Marinate on this: you probably shared with countless random pedo-bears all of the indelible visually documented nights you ended up in skivvies (or less) at that party your friend threw when his parents were out of town, things got cray, and you learned important things about yourself – like whether you were gay (or just bi-curious) or which liquor you’d never be able to stomach again – even by the time you were nearly 30.
That being said, I have (some) couth – so none of those pictures are on here 🙂 Just a PG-13 Halloween party from circa Freshman or Sophomore year. If you were tagged, you’re in at least one – even if it’s blurry. Excuse the glare. I don’t have a scanner, so these are pictures-of-pictures. Enjoy!
Loved these girls. I’m pretty sure if Lauren had worn that Kimono to school, everyone would have copied her, Regina George style:
This was a Halloween party. Not everyone dressed up; but as hostess, I felt obligated to initiate the girl ritual of quasi skanky Halloween costumes early.
Two ladies looking just as gorg. now as they did back then:
Cuddled up!
The Joshes:
Philip 🙂
Berg and Bryan:
Is that you playing guitar, Steve?
Tim, signing me the sign of my people. Shaka!
Adorable. I can’t tell if Steph kept dodging these pics or photobombing…
I bet you really would like me to delete this one, Tim…
Pretty faces:
I guess this was after someone finally spiked the punch…
Despite the nuisance of non-immediate gratification society featured in our formative years, you have to admit that sometimes seeing those forgotten photos was a highlight to your day (and often the only redeeming quality to an otherwise miserable Monday morning)…. especially when the bell rang for first period and you knew you had just as many hours of boredom ahead as you likely would once you hit the “real world” and had to work to afford (among much else) that iphone that would now take those countless photo snaps ASAP.
xoxo
<3~A