February 3rd, 2015
“This photo was from a period in my life my family inappropriately calls “The Chernobyl Years” (to describe the awkward phase of re-growth after all my hair fell out when I was about three.) It was taken at home, but I have absolutely no idea who the guy is. I asked my parents and other members of my family and no one can identify him. Clearly, he whispered something terrifying into my ear and it made my eyebrows fall off and turned my hand into a dead house spider.”
(submitted by Lindsay)
According to USA Today, an Awkward Family Photos inspired portrait hangs on the wall in a new Frozen short in theaters March 13th.
“It was travel soccer that year and a family photographer thought the flame was a good idea.”
(submitted by Elliot)
“This was taken by my mother on Father’s Day 1986. My sister (far right) and I are less than thrilled to be missing morning cartoons. Not to mention our king-for-a-day dad obviously scored the only tray in the house so my eggs were precariously balanced on my lap. As for my sister’s cereal…that most likely ended up in the bed as well.”
(submitted by Adrienne)
“Circa 1990, I was in first grade and I came down with a stomach flu. My Mom had purchased tickets to take my brother and I to the circus before I fell ill. The night we went ended up being the best I’d felt in days, but she probably shouldn’t have taken me. We get there, it’s fun, we’re watching everything. Then she wants a refreshment so we go up to the beverage stand and see this jolly killer clown posing for professional photos. My Mom asked us if we wanted our photo taken and between my 3-year-old brother and my flu-induced stoicism, she took that for an affirmative response. You can see our shear discomfort, I wouldn’t call it “terror” because no one is crying. But I think we knew that if we made a wrong move during that photo, we’d be put into cocoons to be harvested and eaten at a later time.
Bonus- after we returned to our seats, I dry heaved repeatedly (I’d eaten some orange circus peanuts) in the aisle way of the arena, to the sheer HORROR of the patrons behind us. That is when we left.”
(submitted by Chelsea)