Diapers to Diamantes

I thought I would share some photos with you…to show how the ugly minger became a less ugly moose.

 

born on a wet day in Spring, little did the West Country know what would happen to this diaper diva…

 

My mom sure knew how to dress me to clash… I think I am still living in the West Country here…
A young freckled me. Taken during my younger days in German education…
Now in Cyprus living…my frecks are still there. Loving the lace collar. My mom always ensured my school dresses stood out from those of my friends.

 

With friends at school, Bucklers Mead in Yeovil, Somerset I think… Natasha, me, Helen and Rachel. I was always a twat to be honest.

 

School dance…I hate my hair, dress and make up. Awkward part of my childhood for a number of reason. With close friend Annabel who tried to make it easier for me. Almost 16 here.

I rather quickly left the country to move to Germany. I flew on the first flight out after September 11 happened. I never even knew what had happened until I landed in Hanover airport. I wont go into the reasons why I left but my life became instantly awesome. <3 you mom and pop.

Now attending college in Germany. Studied lots and loved it there. Yes I am a natural ginge…
Falling asleep in the basement of the art centre at my college…clearly riveted. I loved my German college. 17 here….
Now aged 17/18. Living in Northern Ireland. I was uber skinny as I was running/boxing and working long shifts at the airport…I had left college in Ballymena here. Oh and found bleach.
With pop the day I graduated from basic training for the RAF…he was only a Sgt back then…I am barely 19 here. RAF Halton
with Mom…aaaaaahhhhhhh
10 mins before graduation from trade school. Yep I am shiny haired dork.

I will spare you endless military photos and instead offer dorky ones.

 

My second car…yep I was a chav.
A drunken me at a gangster & moll night on base. My mate Julia is looking on at my drunken antics. oops
After a night of VERY heavy drinking…myself and Sqn Ldr Jarvis ran 5 miles for charity. Yes dressed like this.
Sadly due to injury, I ended up in Headley Court on and off for the next two years. This was taken during my last stint with the lads from my course. I have no idea why Mike is attempting to push a bottle up my arse. And no my injury wasnt to my fashion sense but it should have been…I look like mouldy bread in this get up.
A party on base…with Olly..Man my hair got long.

Sadly after a lot of injury, some problems both at work and home, my military career came to an end… now a veteran.

A sad day…and a happy day. I officially left the military. With Tracey here.

Bye bye….the rest you know!

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2 Comments

  1. Fab piccys khandie,Its funny as i was looking at old photoes last night they bring back memories dont they,look at you now you have made a name for yourself,your lessons are brilliant you are brilliant.just sorry i could not keep up the classes.(YOUR FAB)
    Love Annie xx

    1. You are missed…Are you coming to the photoshoot?

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