Throwback Thursday
Inspired by the #tbt trend on Instagram, this new series will revisit an old favorite from years past on a when-I-feel-like-it basis. You’re welcome.
First, check out these awesome photos of me as a wee little Wittyburg — and don’t feel at all embarrassed for me.
Blurry on purpose.
Too much sass to handle.
These are not elaborate Halloween costumes, though I can see why you asked. No — these are samples of my stage presence in the early ’90s … from saloon girl to crab.*
Yep, that’s a crab in the first picture. Thanks, “Little Mermaid.”
And while the rhythm did indeed get me around age 10 and I hung up my tap shoes, this future starlet is destined for greatness:
Such commitment! Such showmanship!
For a good chunk of my childhood, afternoons were spent perfecting my pliés and pirouettes. I missed my calling as a prima ballerina (clearly), mainly because YouTube didn’t exist and our performance videos had a lot of parents coughing or snoring.
But I have hope for that little girl. If nothing else, she’s got the comedic timing down.
What was your first hobby? Extra points if you share awful pictures and/or hilarious videos.
*The gypsy costume, among others, is not pictured for good reason.
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That little black girl was totally trying to outdue you, but failed. You were the Belle of that Ball.
I’m happy to report that’s not me in the video … mainly because I would have totally joined in the freestyle and embarrassed myself even further!
That’s weird. Why did your mom film another girl?
I’m usually a good reader of sarcasm but I can’t tell this time: You do know that’s another parent’s video of a recent dance recital, right?
Bark twice if you’re in Milwaukee.
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Ruff. Ruff. Of course I totally knew that was another parent’s video. I am so smart when it comes to telling what people look like when they are young. ruff ruff