When you visit the family, and the boxed wine gets flowing, eventually the photo albums creep out from their hiding place. What results then is a firestorm of Instagramming photos from decades ago!
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Awww! So cute, I was! This is one of my favourite photos of me, of all time.
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Look at this cute lil’ bitch. Aww.
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“Holy shit, a pool!”
I kinda feel like I still look like this when I get excited about stuff. Like candy.
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Don’t give me too much creative license with the cookie decorating, there!
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I sorta wish I could still pull off this outfit.
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In my dreams, that thermos is full of coffee.
And so is my sippie cup.
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This is me and my baby brother, from the year I dressed up as a hippie for Halloween.
Like all little girls totally do.
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And this is me from the Halloween I went as a gypsy.
So basically, I have always tried to be Stevie Nicks.
There you have it, my adorable childhood.
I know what you’re thinking.
“What went wrong?”
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