in 2005 at the height of the rapper Mike Jones' song "who is mike jones" or whatever the flip it was, when I was 15 I wore a hand made/ hand painted t-shirt to a local contest that said "WHO IS FINESLIME!?" (but it said my real name) on the back. I skated like shit that day. I went through a heavy phase of really bad grip tape art and hand painted t shirts. I desperately wanted to be, "the art kid."
Around 20/21 when I started being able to grow a legit full beard, my mustache still came in blonde despite my beard being dark brown, and I hated the way it looked. I got some just for men beard dye, and didn't just dye my mustache but dyed my whole beard. I left the dye on way too long and my whole entire beard and mustache turned jet black. I have blonde hair... I showed up to a full on session at skate park that night and everyone instantly started clowning me. I was standing on top of one of the quarter pipes getting ready to drop in, and a good friend of mine came up the ramp and without saying a word, stood right in front of me, took his phone out of his pocket, put it right in my face, and took a picture.
spending time and hanging out with skate park girls as a teenager while, in retrospect, having absolutely no chance is pretty embarssing looking back on it.