I can't remember if I was pouting in the first one. My, I didn't know I had such a personality. No, probably my teeth just stick out like that. God I'm so wicked.
Mom's old reading glasses and the hat I made and the hair I did not wash in awhile.
My good-ish friend drew me a caricature which is now on display.
Once in awhile I consider that there is something very wrong in my head that makes me dress up;
perhaps a wad of gum on a old clothes hanger wire re-bent into the shape of a flower.
