I am not what you would call "Photogenic." There are very few good photos of me in existence.
This is not one of them:
Obviously, the boys were not knocking down my door to get to me during this period of Jr. High loveliness
Why I thought I looked good with brassy blond hair is one of the Great Mysteries of my life.
Another Not Great Picture:
I had finally realized that I looked good as a redhead but it took a few more years to realize that perms were a Don't.
Who wins Miss Photogenic?
That would NOT be me.
This also isn't one of my best:
This haircut had many, many people assuming I was in a long-term relationship with my life partner Beverly and worked as a dog groomer. Not that there's anything wrong with that.
But if there's ever a photo that proves how unphotogenic I am, it's this one:
I'm picking a winner.