*snerk*

See, the funny thing is that back then, I had long hair and willingly wore dresses (no earrings, though).

I was actually quite pretty as a little girl, if tomboyish and prone to swaggering and climbing trees whether in skirts or not. Then, in a spectacular reversal of the story about the ugly duckling, I hit a phenomenally and painfully awkward stage. Over the last two years I've gotten to the point of usually liking what I see in the mirror.