Last week I spent an evening poring over old photographs from when my family lived in Europe, and I discovered one of my new favorite things about getting older: your childhood photos get so. much. cooler.
Remember the video that was circulating a few weeks ago of the poor aspiring ballerina who just could not contort her legs into first position?
I kind of feel her pain.
(I’m on the far right…the one always doing something completely different than everyone else.)