I pulled out some of my old yearbooks and even came across my senior scrapbook.
Let's have some fun with this shall we?
I thought I would do a little then and now comparison.
Then: always painted red because what if you could see them in the stands when I rocked my awesome spirit fingers?
Now: manage to keep my hangnails trimmed and my jagged edges filed
Then: applied two, maybe three, coats of my bright red matte finish lipstick before every game because my lips HAD to match my uniform
Now: use a sheer gloss that compliments my skin tone
Then: straightened (with blow-dryer and brush only, except the few times I had Sal Gal lay my hair on the ironing board and run an actual clothes iron threw it and that was only on days when I conditioned it with mayonnaise because Glamour magazine said it worked wonders), all one length, in desperate need of some side bangs to soften the appearance of that fivehead, and brown in color
Now: straightened with flat iron, layered, side bangs, and...blonde. What? Ya'll didn't really think I was a natural did ya?
Then: washed my face every night with the harshest cleanser I could find and never ever applied any type of moisturizer because I was scared to death of getting a zit
Now: wash my face with a gentle cleanser and smooth on the thickest moisturizer I can find to help combat the wrinkles that seem to be making themselves at home (uninvited I might add)
I'm sure I could go on and on but hey, let's not get crazy. Besides, I've got to go and get stretched out.
I'm gonna see if I can still do a hurkey.