“My parents brought me this house coat (as big as a house) after a trip they went on. I loved that thing. Wore it constantly… which explains my very few friends.”
(submitted by Eryn)
“In the UK we had a TV ‘personality’ called Mr Blobby. My father hired a Blobby costume for my school fair and after trying it on for the first time tripped and fell down the stairs, splitting the suit on the bottom in doing so. Yes that’s me at the bottom of the stairs blissfully unaware of what was hurtling toward me.
(submitted by Chloe in the UK)
“This was my year 12 formal and my Mom and I didn’t really want to be there. We’ve always been quite hands-offsy.”
(submitted by Mitch in Australia)
“Growing up, I did ballet and I performed in The Nutcracker more times than I can remember. This was the year I was a candy cane and also the year before I discovered tweezers, apparently. The photographer insisted that I caress the nutcracker doll, resulting in this creepy, borderline objectophilic gem.”
(submitted by Cara)