Extreme Makeover: Me Edition.
It’s been said that a picture is worth a thousand words.
Below is a photo of me celebrating my friend Jovette’s birthday at The Abbey in Los Angeles during the summer of 2002, six months before I hit bottom and got sober. In case you cannot tell, I am the (LITERALLY!) 110-pound mess of a twig on the left, ironically clad in a t-shirt bearing the phrase "I LOVE ME".
I’ve used some cutting edge photographic technology to splice a close-up of me in 2002 with an image of what I might’ve ended up looking like in 20 years if I hadn’t gotten sober (and if I’d spent too much time in the sun while getting beaten by my no-good washed-up R&B singin’ husband). Once again, in case it’s unclear, I am the one on the left, the one whose arm flows effortlessly into the chinchilla wrap on the right.
Last but not least, here is me in August 2002 on the left, and me in January 2007 on the right. I think the changes speak for themselves.
What do you think, my two faithful readers (one of whom is Brett)? Comments?

February 5th, 2007 at 1:39 pm
OMG!!! The resemblance to WH is uncanny. LOL
You look so …. healthy now.
Thank God.
Nice guns too. I never noticed them before