This is me when I was a kid. I know what you're thinking, and yes, it took an unimaginable amount of squat-lunges to whittle my thighs down to the svelte twigs you see today. (Although I still am afraid of carousel horses.)
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i love this! only true bloggers/critics are equally scathing towards themselves... yr not alone... my parents have pictures of me hiding under a table at Busch Gardens, because we were at this dinner-theatre thing and people were coming into the audience, trying to get people to dance. matthew got pulled into it. i hid and cried my eyes out.
Gah! You really thought that was me? That's not even a girl!
Stacey, you have no idea how alike we really are. If is really is you, at least you have the guts to post a pic of yourself at that time. Mine are locked up and I threw away the key!
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