Yet another tool for procrastination on the Internet

Does this lady look familiar?

Yes, dear readers, it is me, transformed into a swell teen from the late 1950s. Freaky, huh? Chris and I spent waaaaay too much time on this site last night, imposing our faces onto yearbook photos through the years. I probably shouldn't have used such a smirky-looking photo -- it looks like I'm smelling something bad -- but it's really hard to find a photo where I'm staring straight into the camera and not wearing sunglasses. I'm elusive like that.

I'm kind of happy that the one above turned out the best. My current obsession is the TV show Mad Men (season one is now on NZ TV), partly because it has really interesting and complex characters and partly because it makes 1960 look like a crazy time to be alive. So there I am, kickin' it Mad Men style.

Here are a few other highlights from the decades:

1960s. My head is about to float off of my body.

1970s. Is this my militant phase?

1980s. I really did have hair like this in 7th grade. It was the first and only time in my life when people frequently complimented my hair.

Supposedly this is from 1996, which is the year I actually graduated from high school, but my yearbook photo looks NOTHING like this. And I don't know ANYONE who would be caught dead wearing a denim vest thingy in 1996. AND no one had the asymmetrical haircut back then. I'm not yelling, I'm just saying.

Some of Chris's photos turned out very frightening, in part because I don't think we cropped his face very well and in part because the photo we used was rather dark. Thus, he is somewhat deformed in the 1950s:

Rather dreamy in the 1970s, though. David Cassidy better watch his back.

Finally, I leave my darling readers with a photo I call, "Me in 30 years, on doughnuts."

I plan to pull this out whenever I don't feel like going to the gym.