That's it. When I see this girl tomorrow I am so not taking her picture. She is much too photogenic and, well, cute. I just can't take it anymore.
On the one hand, I love the way these photos are turning out.
On the other hand? It's just not fair. I have about this much photogenic quality (squeezing thumb and forefinger together to imply that I, in fact, have none). It's like my face has an allergic reaction whenever a camera is pointed my way. I break out in ugly.
Anyway, I spent an hour downloading music tonight. It got me thinking about how our tastes change over the years. Or, at least, how mine do. Or did. From horrible Pop to Hip Hop to Country. Oh my.
I bought my first CD when I was thirteen and it remains one of my favorites today. It was Bone Thugs 'N' Harmony's E 1999 Eternal and it had explicit lyrics and my mom promptly took it away from me when she heard the word "nigger." Or maybe it was "motherfucker." Or both. Who knows.
She put the CD on top of the fridge where she apparently thought it'd be invisible to teenage eyes. I took it back the next day and happily went on listening to explicit lyrics for several years.
In fact, I papered the walls of my bedroom with so many black people that my dad used to say, "Steph, look in the mirror. You're white." He said this in the least racist way possible, I assure you.
Then I was sixteen and I fell in love with a boy. And the boy said I just had to hear this song. The song was Amazed by Lonestar. Within a month, my taste in music had completely changed. It was all country. All the time. And my parents still don't understand it.
Now? Hearing Richie McDonald's whiny voice sing that song is like listening to nails down a chalkboard. Seriously painful. But I still love country music.
My current favorites?
Now I need to know. What song could you listen to over and over and over again??