Over the snow weekend I wanted to do something that distracted me for a long period time, so this led me to look at old photos of me and my family and watching some family videos. You forget the process you go through when you grow up and how much you change, even now I forget that I look totally different from what I did 2/3 years ago. Looking at these photos I decided to share some of them with you and look at how much I’ve changed up until now.
Meet baby Emily, this is me at the age of I don’t know because neither my mum or dad can actually say. My half sister is holding me and clearly I’ve always been good at sleeping.
This the chubby cheeked Em who is finding something very funny. My mum use to put me in dresses all the time because apparently I had chubby legs, clearly very chubby as my sister use to call me ‘thunder thighs’. My dad thinks I am about 1-2 years old here and loving life.
This is me again at about 2 years old, still just as chubby as the start. I was on holiday with my family and clearly holding onto my mother hen for dear life. I have always want to know is what my cry sounded like as a baby/toddler. I can tell differences between my nephews and nieces cry and I can tell them out of a crowd, I just wonder what mine was like.
This is me at around 3 years old pushing my ladybird buggy (which I was obsessed with) around in the garden. The chubby cheeks are still going strong, and funnily enough I still have quite chubby cheeks which I hate!
Meet me at about 4 years old, smiling away and playing with my dolls house. I think I remember this being the time I went to test my new school out and got my face painted and clearly chose a butterfly. This also use to be my favourite dress apparently because I would attach lots of badges to it and annoy my mum.
6 year old Em in her Belle dress, with my cousin next to me who is only a couple months older than me. We grew up together and are still very close to this day, I can rely on him for anything. I loved dressing up and playing princess when I was little and Sleeping Beauty was my favourite, even though I am NO sleeping beauty.
This is me getting a little bit older now and I’m about 7/8 years old, the full fringe is back and it’s the start of me looking like Matilda (thanks mum and dad). I use to have photo shoots when I was growing up so they created memories we could look back on, I use to have photos done by myself or with my sister. I stopped having them done at about 11 years old.
This is my last photo shoot I had done, I didn’t like having them done as I got older and still now I don’t really like having my photo taken. I am about 10-11 years old here, and thank god that top and skirt combo was not something I stuck with for long.
This is the point that things start to get embarrassing because I was making fashion and hairstyle choices all on my own, so clearly I was not having a good day with either of those. I would say I am about 14 years old here, this is the point when I decided to get layers in my hair as I use to have long hair but I changed my mind and gradually got it cut shorter and shorter. I still didn’t wear any makeup as we can tell, plus who wears a vest top underneath another vest top? Wow Emily those 3/4 lengths also killin’ the game.
I had to just place this one in because I am about 15 here, but if you didn’t go through a phase of dragging half your hair across your face to form a large fringe then let me know how you managed to skip this stage because I made it last way longer than necessary.
Yes, yes this me at about 16 years old and thinking I’m very funny. I don’t have any words for this photo aside from I had braces and they were horrid.
This me now at nearly 21 years old and enjoying my life. I like looking back at how much I’ve changed and the phases I went through with make-up, hair and fashion. As we can also see, the chubby cheeks are still going strong.