oh wow...so i'm not 16 or fat anymore...

ok. so i totally understand that i am 32 years old. i mean, i do. somewhere in this thick (well, actually kinda tiny) head of mine, i do understand. however, i don't understand what it means.... besides being another random number i'm supposed to remember, which i hardly even do, since i keep thinking i'm still 31 for no better reason than it was just really really busy around my 32nd b'day and i just don't even remembering it happening.... yeah - i have no conception of 32.

anywho.... my headshots were taken when i moved across the country at a wee 22 years of age and arrived in the insanity that is San Francisco all excited and bright eyed and bushytailed and ready to take on the fucking world. I looked like this:



i can kinda remember who that is. she was pretty confused and psychotically driven all at the same time. she liked to drink pink wine and talk to strangers. she thought a temp job that paid $10/hour was decent. she thought it was okay to drive an hour out of the city to go to an audition. ah. how things change.

So now I'm trying to figure out who the hell this person is:

http://www.creativeportraiture.com/proofs/arwenanderson/index.html