I mean it's no Nick Nolte.
My Hawaiian print is contained to a sarong and I look hot in it.
But, how fair is it to ask a nine month pregnant mother to pose for any photo?
I mean, I may have chubby-ish cheeks already, but baby bloat just happens to some people.
Don't mind the hair in a ponytail to make my face appear 10x wider.
And WHAT was I thinking when I wore a one piece catsuit with spaghetti straps at my size and weight.
You'd really think I was giving birth to Shamu, yet my son was only 6lbs 8 oz.
It looks like i'm wearing my bra OVER my shirt.
Of course now when I'm buying alcohol, cashiers give me that quizzical look.
I have glasses now.
My hair is mostly down.
I DON'T weigh 110 lbs anymore. (I'm SO leaving that on there for like-ever!)
I'm not pregnant.
I have better taste in clothing than I did in 2001.
Are you ready.
I'm so dang embarassed.
I deserve it.
Even my brother in law saw it recently and said, "dude, what the hell?!"
Scarring me, for pretty much...LIFE.
I'm so changing this photo.
Even if I have to camp at the DMV overnight to be first in line.