Blonde vs Brunette

Today's Flashback Friday is going to be really deep.

And by really deep, I mean not deep at all. 

And just to clarify, I am a deep person at times, but I generally don't blog that sort of stuff. 

ANYWAYS. 

SO, when I was born, I came with dark hair.  

But at some point I turned blonde, and for most of my younger years I was a blonde little girl. 

When I went searching for pictures of me as a "blondie" there were two pictures that cracked me up.

First this one: I'm thinking that my mother must have been sick or something, because seriously I look like a compassion child. For just cents a day, you could have sponsored me.  I mean, WHAT WAS WITH MY OUTFIT MOTHER?

And then this one: Um, please notice the freaky eye on the left that is looking at someone the next state over. Geesh, I didn't even know I could do that?!

But mainly I have the typical cute kid photos.

Of course, we all know that eventually I got chubby and cut my hair like a boy, and I think it was around that time that my hair started to turn.

And eventually the blonde was long gone.

But you guys, my 20's.....

What's that saying?

Youth is wasted on the youth?

And while I was out wasting it, I did it with flare and some odd blonde hair. (And crazy short skirts. Which BTW, Hope will never do anything like this.)

But eventually the 90's beckoned a darker time, and I've never turned back.