For those of you that know me, this is just silliness, and for those of you that don’t won’t matter at all. Me in my twenties, thirties, forties, and fifties. What a shift. Found these in my drawer today. Just couldn’t resist sharing with my friends. Like the pose stays basically the same over the years, but the face and hair changes. First, I look like I’m hawking purses, then the church lady, and I love the last one, look like a mafia princess. Smiles for you guys.
WE Magazine for Women
What a hoochie momma. It is a bitch what age does to us.
I feel your pain.
Blessings
John
Well, I realize my recent pic is awful, but in truth it doesn’t exactly look like me. I’m not a kid anymore, but believe I don’t resemble that picture for the most part either as my friends keep yelling at me, but that’s okay. I like who I am, and how I look. Don’t feel old, really at all, just accept that I’m not young. It’s kind of fun to look at the the transition. We all move forward. People in their twenties will face being in their fifties. That’s just how it works. Mostly glad just to be here.