2. Go to my 6th file folder.
3. Go to my 6th picture.
4. Blog about it.
5. Tag 6 people to do the same.
I want to play too.
I tag Katie, Allison, Lindsay and whoever...









Now I don't really remember how I finally toned down the huge bangs, but these next ones really aren't much better. Again, try to look past the teeth and the glasses and the "I think I just pee'd my pants" look on my face and focus on the bangs. In sixth grade Tiff and I decided we both wanted to get perms. Of course! Who doesn't want matching perms?! I already have some natural curl in my hair so perming it just makes the curls tighter, thus creating what we like to call "Weenie Bangs." This bang stage is a favorite among my family and friends.
In Junior High my awkward phase hit an all-time high or should I say low?! Does anyone else think that Junior High is the most miserable time in a person's life and should be done away with completely? Or perhaps it isn't as miserable for someone who doesn't have bangs, but for us poor unfortunate bang people it sucks! In eighth grade I just didn't know what to do with them anymore. I think they looked different everyday and I was really wanting to phase them out so somedays I would have less bangs than others. We called these bangs "Rat's nest Bangs" because who knows what the heck is living in there. Disgusting!
In eighth grade Tiff and I were determined to get rid of our bangs together, but we knew we couldn't just do it in the middle of the school year. That would just be weird! So on the last day of school the first thing we both did was go home, break out the bobby pins and pull those bangs to the side. We spent all summer growing them out and I started ninth grade looking like this. Isn't my forehead refreshing?
I was half way there. In high school I finally wised up and got rid of the glasses too. Look, I have a face!
And so after all the drama and suffering caused by years of bangs and the courage and determination to get rid of them, this is Tiff and me today.