1995 was a special year for me. It was my first year of high school, and was full of black lip liner, billowing black clothing, Doc Martens, and over-dyeing my hair.
In what may be my favorite post ever on Haute Macabre, Nixon, Zoe, Courtney, and I dug out our worst teen photos. I wish we all grew up together and had amazing prom shots of our little group.
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