"I was extremely sick and forced to sit for a family photo (hence me looking so unimpressed). Despite my older sister pinching me to try and get me to smile, I managed to maintain my dead-pan face. I am often told how much I look like the little boy from the sixth sense in this photograph. I blame this on two things. Firstly, my expression. Secondly, the bowl cuts that my mother used to give me. My hair was extremely thin and would not easily... so my mother would actually place a bowl on top of my head and cut around it. It still haunts me to this day." -Gemma
"I was in 6th grade in the smallest town ever in Texas. Apparently I thought the tight lipped squinty smile was really cool (along with my ever so stylish red grown up Brighton watch). My hair was down to my derriere and eventually I cut it that year. I think junior high as the 'Hell Years' and strategically leave those pictures out of the public eye. Years later I finally grew into my slight awkwardness and just embraced it but without the tight lipped smile." --Adalynn
"I was so pumped the morning of this 'photo shoot' that I tried to iron my outfit by myself on the floor, but my mom caught me. God, I loved those roses. Look at them. LOOK AT THEM. I was six.
"Also, these glasses were actually much cooler than the ones made for me one year later, which were pink tortoise-shell and...flamboyant, to say the least." --Julia
"As if the neon tank and the wild shorts weren't enough, I can thank my mother for finding just the right ensemble to show off my pot belly. It must have been all those times she was telling me to finish my plate. But seriously, I think the spiked hair might say it all. If memory serves, we were about to go to a theme park and it was very important that I be tall enough for the rides. I think that’s when Dad got innovative with the hair gel. LA Looks, you’ve saved me again." -Derek
"I was 17, at my junior prom, trying to look as good as I could at the time. I have made a decent living as a model despite my awkward teenage years." --April
