She still has my photos and she promised that she'd upload them on Facebook.
Thank God there weren't embarrassing ones.
If you're wondering how I looked like as a child, here there are, unearthed for your viewing pleasure. Or not.
This is her. And me. Yes, that's really me. And no, I did not steal anyone's photo.
Yes, I was a poor little bald baby girl always dressed in girly clothes to avoid being mistaken as a boy.
To be honest I don't think this was me either.
When you're the only girl in the family, you practically become your mother's living dress-up play doll.
And always asked to stand at random places and take photos. When wearing something deemed 'cute'.
This was at my mom's then salon. This was also my playhouse. I made friends with the hair clips and stick curlers and play with 'em. What? I don't have sisters and the salon girls won't play with me.
And of course, feeding time. :D
She posted this on my wall before:
She wasn't kidding.
...much better! Thank you Photoshop!
Okay, you can stop comparing the two pictures and be convinced that it's two completely different people...