OH WOW, flashback! I was the "trifecta of social death" at that age too! The day I write my blogpost on this subject I'm going to title it "My year as a lesbian" (someone started a rumor that I was gay and the entire 6th grade stopped talking to me).
gah it was like a bad flashback for me.. well only without the purple nail polish. I bit my nails daily. I thought that wearing body suits would look cool.. and they did... but i was in 7th grade and like the ONLY girl with big hooters... yeah.. i did accidentally get served in a bar that year though
You know, that's funny. I was a lesbian too. Mostly because I only had ONE girlfriend and we spent all our time together (thinking up ways to destroy the rest of the 7th grade class for being such stuck up jerks). No boy in my school even spoke to me until the summer before Junior year.
Wow. I worked in a Middle School for years, and today you wouldn't even have popped on the radar.
Trifecta: check. There are points at which this was me, except I became a wall flower, which does not suit my personality, but I had neither money nor sports ability, so I was just as screwed. And don't even get me started on the schools in South Arkansas in the late Fifties.
I can relate wholeheartedly- My year as a slut was in the 4th grade, when my peers and I thought sex mostly meant two people rubbing up against each other, fully clothed... The reputation resulted after my best friend thought it would make me cooler to start a rumor about me that I had had sex during the previous summer. Of course, I had not so much as even looked at a boy.
Remember turquoise blue colored mascara? That was hot. I was right there with you, sista girl.
Oh, yes, I wore that blue mascara, too. I thought it set off the blue highlights in my glittery magenta lip gloss very nicely. My mother disagreed.
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