I think I misplaced my Glitter Pants.....

I'm having one of those days where I am oh-so-not-cute.  My looks could rival the awkwardness that was 4th-6th grade where I had crooked chompers (uh...yeah... still do), giant forehead (oh yea, still got that too) but HIGHLIGHTED by my bangs free hair cut (thanks Mom), complete with frizzaphile curly hair that my mom insisted I brush with a fine brush (can you tell my mom has straight hair?).  Oh, and I was just a little bit chubby.  And let's not forget the ginormo glasses that covered up 2/3 of my face.  May I point out that I had the nickname of Ug (coupled with my middle name Lee, you get the idea)?  And should I mention that this nickname was from my parents?  Oy.  Excuse me while I bask in my post traumatic stress disorder.

This is as close as I can find to uber awkward jeri phase o' life.  

Please note that the ginormo forehead is being hidden by the pretty pretty princess crown.

Equally as awkward, but with frizzy unstyled bangs.  Huzzah.  #ScarredForLifeClearly

Normally I don't care what I look like for work (=truth).  I wear my glasses because poking myself in the eye with contacts at 7am never sounds fun, my hair back in a braid, and only mascara for make up.  But still I'll pass as.... eh... she's just lazy slash she's a bit nerdy cute.  Today I just look like I'm 12 again.  Time for a redo methinks.

And now for some cute baby Jerbear pics, because clearly I don't hang on to the horrific ones that give me nightmares every now and again......

But first let's collectively awwwwwww over my brother. My nephew is a carbon copy of him. Cutie Patootie.

At what point does the giant forehead go from uber adorable to creepy?

My favorite little kid picture ever.

 I secretly hate that my brother out-cuted me during my cute years.  A-hole.

This was the time in my life that my mom advised me to "smile without my teeth" because they were so crooked.  I think this is the only time I took that advise.