Yearbook Photos

I found another fun website. Ok, I didn't find it, my friend Marlene did, and I am totally copying her. This website is awesome and hours of fun can be wasted when you're supposed to be "working" but don't feel like it. Say, on a Friday afternoon. After you eat a big fat lunch of BBQ chicken quesadillas. And then it's only 2 and you have 3 hours to kill. And you don't want to be obvious about the fact that you're not working, so you can't, hypothetically (of course) pull out your knitting and draw attention to the fact that you're not doing shit. Instead you want to appear that you're working, and in order to do that, you need to be doing something on the computer. So this website can help with that. Also, scatter some papers on your desk. Make it look like work. That is my little tip from me to you today. You can thank me later.

It's Yearbook Yourself and the way it works is you upload a head shot of yourself, or your unsuspecting boyfriend, as the case may be, and then you can drop it into head shots from yearbooks between the years 1950-2000.

That is what I call good, clean fun. See my results.
This is me in 1956. Did girls really wear their hair like this back then? Had they no sense at all? Let's take a look at The Cowboy from the same year.
Oh, clearly he wins this round. I think he looks rather handsome in 1956. Sort of, dare I say, Al Gore-like. Me like.

Here he is in 1960. This look doesn't work for him. I do not enjoy the crew cut, nor the Sally Jesse Raphael glasses. Speaking of glasses.

1964. Oh this is attractive. I look like someone. It is reminding me of something....I just can't.....think....of......who..............Could it be SATAN???????
1968. Funny what 4 years will do to ya. This hairstyle is actually kind of cute on me, if I do say so myself. Too bad I could never in a million years get my hair to cooperate like that.
1970. Wait, I thought we decided the glasses don't work for you. Neither does the toupee. Or the plaid jacket. Or the wide tie. This is bad bad bad. Thankfully the Cowboy wasn't born until 1976, but I bet we could find a picture of the Cowboy's dad looking eerily similar to this one.

1972. I shouldn't attempt to wear fake hair either, I guess.1976. Oh this one is my very favorite. I love it. I actually think it looks like a real picture, and I know that once we enter the 80's things are going to get ugly, so I'm stopping right here with 1976. No, just kidding. But let's do take a look at what the Cowboy would have looked like this year, and what kind of couple we'd have made.Oh. Never mind then. I can't go out with a guy whose hair looks better than mine. And also, who wears a v-neck sweater and turtleneck combo. The Cowboy was way too pretty in '76 for me.
YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS. Now don't mess with my 1984 hair, beyotch. It will knock you into next Tuesday. Tease that bad boy up with some White Rain, throw on my acid-washed jacket, hop in my t-top Camero and pop in my White Snake cassette tape. Aw yeah. That's how I roll.
1988 Cowboy. That is what we call a mullet, friends. Back then, according to my delusional friend Lisa, they were called a "bi-level". She only says that to make herself feel better about the fact that she had one, but there is no denying that that is a mullet. I do not like the Cowboy with a mullet. But at least he's not wearing a v-neck anymore. Thank God for that.

1990. This, ladies and gentleman, is what I strived for as a young adult. I wanted my hair to look like this so badly. It never did. My hair is very thin and doesn't hold a curl. I never had good mall hair. My friend Shauna did. She had great mall hair. And a great mall name. Shauna. Me? Nope and nope.My hair more closely resembled this one. This is 1996, the actual year I graduated from high school. I wish I had one of my senior pictures, because I would post it. I'm not scared. I will try to find it. Right along with that Strawberry Shortcake picture I promised. But it doesn't really look like this picture. For one, I didn't have blond hair (despite my best attempts with Sun-In, a product I do NOT endorse). For two, I would have never been caught dead wearing a denim vest in high school. But other than that, this picture looks pretty authentic, don't you think?

Oh no. The years between 88 and 98 were not kind to the Cowboy. He packed on the el bees. And what is the deal with the Backstreet Boy hair?

I think I clearly won the contest of who looks better over the years.

Oh wait. We have a last minute entry from my friend Heather.We have a winner.