Sundae's Album
 

Some pictures from my personal album.
Dad set them up for us as babies, and I continued mine until (more or less) the present day.

I was playing around with the scanner today and used some pictures as test scans - there are many more, but I won't take up the space unless it's appropriate. But here are the ones I scanned in today. Some of them have people cropped out, but only because I considered using them for Whose Baby, rather than in a creepy "You're not my family now" way.

Apparently I have always been an exhibitionist (might get my parents arrested now)

First birthday
How could my parents EVER have thought that wallpaper matched that carpet?!

- Christmas 1975
The photo has aged, but yes I AM ginger
- Easter, in my late Great Aunt Alice's garden
They talk about inappropriate dress for children now - how short is that skirt?!

And a page from a more recent album
Full-on 80s complete with "moody" shots
I chose all 3 myself as worthy of posterity. Uh-huh. 1988 what can you say?

Forgot this one, which fits in between the two periods
Kinda comes under the heading Only a Parent Could Love

I cans see you've allway's been good looking

That carpet is like something I saw on acid once...

Great pics!

That top left pic in the 80s montage, you look like something out of one of those eighties teen movies. Like Breakfast Club or Pretty in Pink. Stunning.

I love that carpet!!

Youre such a cutie Sundae.

Thanks for sharing.

Are you referring to an actual carpet or did SG post a NSFW pic somewhere?:D:lol2:

oh, that's so fun! Love it that you've captured all the essential phases of life--the naked baby, the cute-as-a button, the awkward stage, the . . . more awkward stage. ;)

I like the picture petting the donkey. For some reason I thought of a young Princess Anne.

I have at least two pictures a year, starting from 30 mins old until approx 28
Many awkwardnesses captured :)
Oh I wish I were such a sportswoman! But in that pic I have my 10m swimming badge sewn on my top.

Looks like we're around the same age Sundae.....Weren't you a cutie when you were younger:D

I updated my Freinds Reunited page today (now it's free!)
Almost no-one has a photo on their profile. Tcha. Obviously not taking part in the online community age! Like I have any problems showing my picture on my profile these days.

Anyway, just because some of them are of historical value - clothes and decor - I thought you might like to see too.

First is my 7th birthday party. The 70s was all about brown. I'm far right (not in brown)

Second is me (left) and my sister in our school uniform in 1980. My best friend Monkey is on the chest of drawers. I still have her now.

Two school plays.
I am front left kneeling (looking into the camera) as Mustardseed in A Midsummer Night's Dream.

And Rock Nativity - one of three wise men. Taken in the show-biz setting of the corridor between the sports changing rooms and the stage.

And finally
Two school photos.

I'm not in the first - it was the last week of term & Mum & Dad took us out early to take advantage of the cheaper prices at the caravan park in Great Yarmouth. But I think it's interesting as a testament to how 12 years olds looked in 1984. No-one was allowed to wear make-up, but there are definitely some womanly girls in there. I wasn't. If I was there I'd have been the smallest, the skinniest and the youngest looking.

In the second I am centre front (of course!) HM is in there too but I'm not naming any names out of respect for privacy. Taken in 1988 - lots of 80s hair in this one :)

Whenever you say HM I think you mean Happy Monkey.

My new favorite thread. Moar pls.

Awesome Sundae!! Thanks for sharing


I really want to comment on the girl - front, centre in the first one....but

She's also at my birthday party...

Okay, by popular demand.
Early shots.

Don't hate me for being such a snappy dresser...

I hated ballet.
I used to cry when I had to go.

In the end my Mum decided it wasn't worth the hassle.
I seem to remember this being taken on the day I was allowed to quit, hence the smile. I think Dad figured it might be the last chance he had to take a girly photo of me - I was already a tomboy.

The first one is one of my Dad's special Injury Photos.
I'd fallen when running across the playground with a bottle of medicine in my hands. In those days you had to take it out to the dinner ladies for them to supervise you taking it. It changed after my fall - and more sensibly was administered inside the school.

As I was mindful of breaking the precious bottle I did not use my hands to break my fall and landed on my face. I had to have a piece of stone removed from my forehead in hospital.

Second picture is three iconic symbols. Princess Leia, me and Charlie Chaplin in Leicester Square.

And finally (for now)
Me as a Brownie (US equivilant Girl Scout I assume)
For the Britsd, yes I was a Sixer. Of the Pixies. What a good girl.

And butter wouldn't melt in my mouth - me on my Confirmation Day

Oh my god don't you look proper for your confirmation lol

Lovely shots SG. I'm pretty sure my wardrobe more or less matched yours throughout the seventies and early eighties hahaha.

We have Brownies here as well. I believe they are pre-Girl Scouts, as Cub Scouts are pre-Boy Scouts.

I was a Ghillie Dhu

Adorable. a wake of broken hearts, no doubt.

in 83 I was In Iceland , walkn a fence line in the snow !!!

In 83 I was in Burlington, vt spinning wrenches at a bike shop.

Oh crikey no. I grew up accepting I was the ugly one in the family.
I didn't even have a proper kiss until I was half past fifteen. Or an improper kiss should I say ;)

In fact I'll post a photo taken around the age that things changed for me. Until then, family wisdom was that I got the brains and my sister got the looks. Which I now realise was unfair on both of us - my sister was a hard worker and certainly not stupid. I was lazy but bright and it pretty much evened us out in the end.

Re looks - I just wish I could go back and put myarms around my younger self and try to teach her to love herself. I grew up hating the way I look with a passion. A lot of wasted energy.

You're not alone there, dearie. Although I didn't hate the way I looked I didn't appreciate it either...

As mentioned before, this was the picture where I realised perhaps I had changed in other people's eyes. I was nearly 16, so in fact I had had my first boyfriend. But he fancied my sister. And anyway he finished with me. Sob.

My Dad came to find me when the holiday photos arrived (remember waiting for photos to come through the post?!) and shoved it under my nose quite angrily. "See!" he said, "Don't let me hear you saying that your sister got the looks again!" I was taken aback. To be fair to my Dad, he had always told me how beautiful I was, but Daddies say things like that whatever you look like.

Second pic is just to bring you a little further up to date. My 18th. The balloons and plastic bunting are so naff, and so unsuitable for an 18 year old. I loved them. I'd stayed over at a friend's the night before and when I came down the path and saw them and Mum & Dad jumped out of the door singing Happy Birthday I was made up. Cynical quasi-adult that I was, I needed reassuring that a woman could still be a daughter.

Have found some of my amazing changing hair colours over the years, whic I will post in a few days.

Gawd Sundae, those last two pics really show the beginnings of the stunner you are.

What a hottie! :)

agreed, totally smoking.

Depending on a strand test, I might be going back to black this weekend.
So a run through some of my previous hair colours & styles seems appropriate.

Me with long (growing out) henna'd hair - outside the cottage my ex & I bought.
Then shorter and darker, on a boat in Cuba. As you do.

With black hair, dancing in a bar in France.
My sole surviving wedding photo - you can't really see my hir but it was very dark with red streaks (see Venice, below)

Honeymoon in Venice.
Back to blonde later that year.

My favourite EVER picture of me. Going to the work Christmas party 1997.
And finally, with hair extensions, posing at my parents' in my PVC catsuit Christmas 2001.

I LOVE the Christmas party one. You look so cute in all of these -- and you certainly sound like quite the globetrotter! "Oh, here I am dancing in a bar in France... on vacation in Venice... on a boat in Cuba..."

I didn't even include Egypt & Sri Lanka ;)

I love looking at your photos. You are someone who seems I would like to have known as a young person.

Your album is pretty interesting! You always change things up! From naughty to modest, you always manage to look good. So diverse!

Hot SG , VERRRRRRY HOT !!

Its really a shame you grew up thinking you didn't have 'looks'. I can relate. I always had really big glasses and bad hair cuts. And yes, I understand about wanting to go back in time and hug her. You were absolutely adorable as a young girl and really cute as a young woman. What a waste of angst that was...huh. Yeah, but I know.

Oh dear me, I hated my looks growing up! Mind you I was regularly mistaken for a boy so that probably didn't help lol.


Great shots SG. I think you really suited the dark hair.

Was looking through some old photo albums for pics of the friends who are visiting Mum & Dad today.
Found these of a trip to Blackpool.

Both around the same time as the Christmas Party photo, but without make-up.
I thought I was so ugly without it :headshake

Look at that saucy minx, sitting right on the miner's lap in public. Cute pictures!

I don't mind admitting he was hard.

Moar!!!

Your mum hasn't aged. Wtf?

You really were sitting on a goldmine!

Well then from the pictures I conclude you have always been cute

Sweet. Not true though.

Going through old photos because one of Dad's friends is 70 this year - not the same chap who visited the other weekend.
Sorted the 'rents out with a photo card and coasters (they bought real ale as the real present.)
We plundered Dad's 50th Birthday album, put together as a celebration of his life.

This was in the Appendix; photos of the actual day.

I am 17.
And I already like a mouthful.

warning: rant starts here


Sundae, you can dismiss tora's compliment, your choice, whatever. But your logic/cellar grammar doesn't support your dismissal with the picture you posted. Seventeen, ok, young, goes to "always have been". Photo taken at mealtime by someone else obviously, you're caught mid-bite... "you like a mouthful". Um. ok. It doesn't support the "Not true though" part of your refutation of tora's hypothesis.

That picture shows a very cute girl. You resemble Gillian Anderson, and that's a compliment. I had something of a crush on her back in the day. You think I'm kidding? Here are my cites:

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/rant over

Pictures of people eating are usually unflattering.

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Thanks V (and Glatt)
But you must consider that the only photos I've kept, and those that went into my Dad's album, were flattering ones. I was joking about a mouthful - I am amazed looking back at that photo, because I remember how I felt about myself at that time.
There are other unflattering ones which exacerbated how I felt.

I used to hide when the photos came through the post.
And I used to hide behind my hands when the cine-camera projector was set up in the living room. To this day if I chance upon a smell which reminds me of hot celluloid and/or burning dust I feel nostalgic but cringe slightly.

I can't change how I felt about me then.
But a tide has turned in me since posting here.
I've discussed my ptosis, posted fat, without make-up, damn near naked, one-shot-RFN pictures etc etc.
I credit the Cellar for all of the above.

In the years before I joined I would never have met up with any other Dwellars.
Because I was fat/ ugly/ deformed/ badly dressed/ or all of the above. But I joined.
I got to know people by their minds and their decency.
The physical stopped being such a barrier for me. Online at least.
And the first Dwellar I met was DanaC who laughed at my jokes and gave me practical help for no good reason I could fathom.

Meh. Probably the wrong thread.