...conveniently located minutes south of downtown

While sorting through some boxes at my mom's house I found this picture of myself taken in 1994, shortly after my sixteenth birthday. I remember being very upset when it appeared in the fashion pages of my sophomore yearbook because they referred to me as a 'frosh'. A friend who worked on the yearbook later stole the original for me. While wearing this outfit I seriously thought I was the coolest fucking girl to ever walk the face of the planet.

Several days before this picture I had gone to a Hole show in Tempe and purchased the tee-shirt. The coat was from a half off sale at the St. Vincent de Paul thrift store. I made the skirt myself, lavender fur hand-stitched with lime green thread. The boots were found at a yardsale and spray painted silver. I'm also wearing a dog tag necklace that says 'girl'.

On my way home from school the day this picture was taken, three separate people tried to pick me up, mistaking me for a prostitute. My favorite of these incidents involved a 40-something man telling me that he was on a scavenger hunt and would pay me $50 to go to his house and take off my pantyhose. When he saw the look of disgust on my face he assured me that he had more than $50 if needed.