I do not believe this picture of my husband at around 10 years old can be topped by anyone.
Go on. I dare ya!
Oh…wow.
I MUST HAVE those pants!
I see your dare and raise you.
Well I can see why he needed the sunglasses…
Not as good as the one in the OP, but I do like this one of my friend’s cousin. I can’t find a higher-res pic. Note the long socks under shorts so they look like pantyhose.
BWHAHAHAHAHA! That is friggin’ hilarious.
Gonna be tough to top that.
My sister sent me this pic she took of me about fifteen years ago, when she was studying photography. It’s my facebook profile pic, currently.
Cape does not enable user to fly…
Yeah, that’s gonna be hard to beat.
Okay, so it’s not me, but this is obviously what childhood fears are made of.
That one’s so ripe for a photoshop contest…
I think if you spend a lot of time in second hand stores, you may eventually luck on a enough kitchen curtains with that pattern from the 1970s to enable you to sew those pants - no sewing skill necessary.
He looks like a double agent for Goodwill Industries. Hilarious.
I’m very slightly stark naked in it, so I’ll just describe:
According to the back, it was taken in 1987, so I’m four years old. I’m standing in the doorway between what looks like a dining room and a living room, drab blue-grey carpet throughout, beige walls with swirls in the plaster, and nearby is a sofa upholstered in an atrocious toile. I can see a hint of a tree, so this must be around Christmas. I’m wearing a She-Ra mask and holding a broom over my head (in lieu of the Sword of Protection, presumably–like this whisk broom, but yellow and with a long handle). The ensemble is completed with a white leatherette belt, fastened just below the rib cage (I remember a cape–two, actually, a short red one and a long black one that trailed on the floor–but I’m not wearing either in this picture).
Isn’t it? I have that on my cube wall. No matter how many times I’ve seen it or how bad of a mood I may be in, that instantly makes it better, watching the look of sheer terror on that kid’s face.
Yes. I’m an asshole.
He is totally rocking the shirt/pant combo.
Why yes, yes I can.
Teh hawtness. For reals.
And everyone knows that the only thing better than a pink and mint green sweatsuit is a pink and mint green sweatsuit with red socks.
Bwhaahaaahaaa! Oh man, that slayed me! Sheeeee… where’s a rag… spit, tears, now there’s fluids everywhere!
Was he dressed as Hunter S. Thompson for Halloween?
I’m glad someone else sees the resemblance. That’s the first thing I thought of.
But no. I asked him what the occasion was and he just said, “I liked that shirt.”
No mention, however, of the pants.
OK, that got a belly laugh outta’ me. 