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We all have pictures from our childhood, teens or even adulthood where we look back at ourselves and wonder what the heck we were thinking when we got dressed. Chances are good though that at the time we thought we were dressing quite fashionably.

And then there are the pictures where you knew at the time that you looked ridiculous and there was not a thing in the world you could do.

I present to you my “beautiful” self all gussied up for a jazz recital.

The funny part about that is that I dance almost as well as I sing. In case you missed the post about how I almost shatter glass singing, I don’t sing well. Now you know that I also have two left feet.

So here I was at about age 11 or 12 I think it was, all dressed up in clothing that was just not me and getting ready for a jazz performance that was also just not me. Don’t ask me how I got suckered into those classes because I have no recollection.

And then to add insult to injury, my father wanted to take pictures. That hideous lovely picture above is the result.

Back then I did not really know how to be a good sport and take things in stride. I can only imagine the grief I gave my parents because my 12 year old is similar to me and she is giving me a run for my money. (Funny how what goes around seems to come back around and bite you in the tush.)

That picture for me represents the me who once was and who still is but who has grown into someone who has learned to be able to laugh at herself. Sure I still take some things too hard, but I have vastly improved over the years.

I love the fact that even with the amount of “pain” I was in, I still managed to get a smile out. For me smiling is essential, even when you are so not in the mood to smile. When you smile, people smile back at you. It makes your day happier.

It sure is a heck of a lot better than crying over your outfit!

Have you ever managed to smile even when you didn’t feel like it? Did you end up feeling better?

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This post was inspired by the prompt of “me” at Gallery Week 4 run by Tara at Sticky Fingers.

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