if she would have been there

I was really excited to do the vlog today because I've got some hideous shirts in my dresser at the moment, but I woke up looking like a monster and well, no one wants to see that. I'll plan my good days better next week so I can join in on the vlog fun. Or wimp out at the last second, most likely. 

Last night I was inspired to do a post about my older sister. Because I got a bajillion comments from her on old posts since she just figured out how to leave them. 

My sister is seven years older than me. I joke that I was an accident, but the reality is that my parents were married at 22 and 23 and then one year later had twins. This always scared me. I'm 25 and am no where ready to even think about having twins - or just one! So naturally, they needed some time. I doubt they were going for that big of a gap, but that's what they got. 

This meant that she and my brother left for college (12 hours away!) the year I was going into sixth grade. AKA - the really impressionable years. 

If she would have been there...

...the unibrow never would have happened.

See that pour little soul on the left? This was in sixth grade. Want to know how the unibrow finally went away? One of the "cute boys" at school made fun of it. The whole not being kissed until 16 makes sense now, huh?

...these pants would have never been bought. and worn once a week.

Good ole' American Eagle. I think I FINALLY threw these out my Freshman year of college. And yes, my mom did ask me "is that what you are wearing?" pretty much every day. 

...I would have never been allowed to leave the house without makeup.

Drill team competition circa 2005 when I was out for an injury. She was visiting and she probably even said something to me that day about how terrible I looked. I hope she did...but I obviously didn't pay attention.

...this hairdo would have never happened.

Slicked back in a low messy bun with that sweet middle part. How did I get a homecoming date that year?! (All you non-Texas people, that is a mum. That we wore all day long.)

...she would have never allowed my mom to use this as the Christmas card photo. 

Scratch that, she probably still would have because she looks great. So we can change it to...she would have never let me shop at Abercrombie Kids throughout all of highschool. And you can't even see the worst part - blue. plaid. pants. (The only redeeming part of this picture is the fact that my mom sent out a Christmas card with a photo of all of us in a BAR. Kens is part of the family.)

While she didn't teach me much during middle school and high school, she did teach me a lot of really good life lessons. I am SO glad that I have such an amazing and loving sister that will always be there for me no matter what. 

She (finally) taught me that I look better with a side part.

She taught me that monograms make everything look better.

She taught me to love the greatest school and man ever. (Referring to bobby here, y'all.)

And she taught me how to (in the future) be the most amazing mother ever. Reid is one lucky man.

I love you, Boo!