Unfortunately, I don't have any baby pictures on my computer. Because of this, the pictures start rather late.
This is me on a preschool trip to the zoo. I'm the one in the middle with the black tee shirt. I was probably 4 or 5.
A couple years later on a trip to Jamaica. I have no idea who the girl is, but I must have enchanted her with my amazing lady wooing skills.
City league soccer around 2004. I was 7 or 8. I'm the blonde one in the middle with the turquoise jersey. There's a bit of a gap between pictures after this one.
This is a really bad picture, but here's me beasting it up on the tenor sax at band camp. (awww yeah!) I was 13 and had just finished 7th grade.
Here's me later that summer. The summer of 2010, to be exact. This was probably a week or so after I turned 14. I had just discovered photobooth and I thought I was soooooo coooooooool.
Here's me in the middle of 8th grade, which was around January of last year. I won't deny that I was kind of a tool at the time. Apologies for the weird blurry closeups.
Here's a truly lovely picture of me last December. I was derping around in the Denver airport on our way to Thailand when this gem of a photograph was taken. Best trip ever, though!
This picture is from about 12 days ago. If you couldn't tell from the Golden Gate Bridge in the background, we were in San Francisco. We'd been riding bikes around the city for hours, so I was sweaty and tired when this was taken. The rather goofy looking individual next to me is my dad. We were just about to bike the bridge, which was amazing. Third time in my life that I'd done that!
Here's a terrifying webcam picture of me... taken several seconds ago!
Look how tiny my Mother is, like compare that to when I was eight and receiving my Holy Communion lol. D'aaawh she looks so proud. I look... grumpy again (what is it with me and looking grumpy in these pics)
Out of curiosity, what uni did you go to? I'm tempted to say that that Maori arch in the background looks familiar, but then I remember that those arches are all over the country
This is the earliest picture of myself I could find. I don't know how old I am here. I feel like, six months? Maybe? I asked my mother once but I can't recall what she said. (The frame this was in was totally adorbs, btw. It's this, like, IT'S A BOY frame and there's balloons and teddy bears and and and.)
I don't know how old I am here either. Past a year old, definitely. Because until I was like, One, my parents never cut my hair (my gran gave me my fist haircut), so my hair was down past my shoulders (my hair grows super fast). I can't find a picture of that. AND my FAVORITE photo of little me was this photo of me at this like, Sesame Street themed photo shoot, in overalls, smiling a very, very toothless grin, with my hair down past my shoulders. It's seriously fantastic. If I find it I'll edit it in because I really love that photo.
I'm... older, here? I don't even know what this is. I look like Ernie from Sesame Street.
I KNOW HOW OLD I AM HERE. Maybe... six? Or seven? I know this photo was taken on my birthday because I vividly remember wearing that Pokemon shirt on my birthday. The tyke I'm hugging is my brother. And that thing on my head is my hair. (Inorite.)
Photo in the elevator of our hotel while on our family trip to visit fam in Canada and see Niagara Falls. (Canadian Niagara Falls is soooooo much better than the US side.) This was my ~cool~ phase. I was maybe ten years old. Eleven...?
Following was my awkward, pubescent phase. I couldn't find any photos from that. And that's okay.
Because now you have this, your winner for Sexiest Man Alive (that was the award title, I think? Not the exact words? Are you remembering that right? Maybe go check. No, I'm not going to check. My memory is fantastic--says he who doesn't remember the age of any of the photos posted above.):
And that's me. I look nothing like I used to. Sexy stubble works wonders.