01-28-2010, 03:45 PM
Great pictures Q 
But the fact that the kid in the first picture stands there exactly how he is at his age for a family portrait... Maybe that means he does fit in! His parents clearly accept him. I get the feeling his parents would insist that he is who he is.
Reminds me of my brother, he's always been punk in his expression. Red hair blue hair, green hair, all of the above at the same time. He was always experimenting. We had a lady in living our street. She knew him since he was 5 years old... And she never ever cared about how he looked. So you could see an upper class posh elderly lady walking arm in arm with a guy with red and green hair, with piercings, chains huge boots and very colored clothing. Chatting to him without any restraints.
That lady had class beyond class... She still does Last time I saw her she saw us first, my brother, big boots, leather, piercings, tattoos, the works. She screams his name, and goes running at him, grabs him and tells him how awesome he looks, and wants to know how he's been doing...
Seriously, I did not recognize her at first, and I just thought "What on Earth?" That was a thing I had not expected to see. The upper limits of human greatness shifted in my mind.
But the fact that the kid in the first picture stands there exactly how he is at his age for a family portrait... Maybe that means he does fit in! His parents clearly accept him. I get the feeling his parents would insist that he is who he is.
Reminds me of my brother, he's always been punk in his expression. Red hair blue hair, green hair, all of the above at the same time. He was always experimenting. We had a lady in living our street. She knew him since he was 5 years old... And she never ever cared about how he looked. So you could see an upper class posh elderly lady walking arm in arm with a guy with red and green hair, with piercings, chains huge boots and very colored clothing. Chatting to him without any restraints.
That lady had class beyond class... She still does
Last time I saw her she saw us first, my brother, big boots, leather, piercings, tattoos, the works. She screams his name, and goes running at him, grabs him and tells him how awesome he looks, and wants to know how he's been doing...Seriously, I did not recognize her at first, and I just thought "What on Earth?" That was a thing I had not expected to see. The upper limits of human greatness shifted in my mind.