A coworker made cartoon versions of all of us to give to our boss on her last day. It's super cool, but in my mind I was like, am I really that ugly? I'm over it and I like it now, but it reminded me of when I learned that I have a big chin and long and narrow face. I was maybe 10 or so and begged my parents to let me get a caricature done at some event in downtown Columbia. I was disturbed by the result because it was not cute or funny. It's when my dad had to explain to me that caricature artists exaggerate things about us and I have a narrow face and chin so he chose to focus on that. Not the greatest self-esteem boost for a 10 year old so I vow that if I have a kid-no caricatures.
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