04 May 2006
Without our knowledge, my daughter's school did Spring school pictures a few weeks ago. They happened to be during their spirit week, a week the kids were encouraged to dress up each day. I call this bad planning on the school's part, especially since we parents weren't informed photos would happen.
So, lo & behold, the day photos were actually taken was on that Friday, the culmination of the week, the big day that ended with a big school party. They were encouraged to dress in the styles of the 70s or 80s. Now, I wasn't about to let my kid walk out the door dressed as a hippie or in a side ponytail & legwarmers...how common is that? I was a child of the 80s! I was a punk! I loved the 80s and was determined she'd look great. She did...she won the school-wide costume contest, dressed ala' Souxsie Souix (of Souxsie & the Banshees).
Now my past has come back to haunt me, as I will forever have my 12-year-old daughter's 6th grade picture dressed in a burgandy fishnet shirt, skulls tanktop, ratted out hairs, heavy 80s makeup, and my vintage British flag pin & bracelets. I'd like to say this bothers me, but the truth of the matter is, I love it! I can never deny that she is certainly my daughter!