throwback thursday: blonde stare of death.

here we go again, ladies.

another round of throwback thursdays!

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write a post about your past

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since i've been at home all week wallowing in my own misery.
i figured i would take advantage of the hundreds of baby pictures my mom has hoarded stored,
and share a little baby julia story.

see this adorable portrait my mom had made?

well that was the first day i can say i truly fell in love... with a baby doll.
i walked around all day holding that thing like she was real.
pretty sure i even named her suzy or something similar.
i was convinced that baby suzy was coming home with me when we were done.

so when my older sister broke my heart
and said suzy was actually going home with HER...

she got the blonde stare of death.
and i despised her for the rest of the afternoon.

until my mom finally stopped laughing at my pouting and told me that neither of us were bringing the doll home.
it was just a prop we got to use for the pictures.
and i ended up at the nearest store buying a doll just like suzy.
(that i still have to this day)

what can i say?
that look was deadly. and i got what i wanted.
haha... not really, but sometimes.

link up, you know you have some good memories to share!

xoxo.