Keep in mind I got his permission before ever dreaming of putting up a picture like this for all the world to see. Just keep that in mind.
The other day we were going through some old pictures at his parents' house, something we both enjoy tremendously. I especially have a good time when gems like this turn up:
I have a few things to say about this. My husband is an attractive person. At least I think so. He's never had a problem with the ladies and that goes way back, including the time this picture was taken. In fact, this may be PEAK time for him and getting the ladies (I use "ladies" loosely of course). Once the hair grew all the way out, it was amazing. It was what I first noticed about him. It was the reason he never had to put forth much effort with the ladies! But. Had I met him during this time, I don't think it would've ever gone any farther than a glance. I mean, not to be rude, but look at those shorts. The tat. And Sweet Jesus, that hair. After I stopped laughing long enough to breathe, I told him he looked like the kind of person who is required by law to register themselves with the authorities when they move into a new neighborhood. Right? And by the way, it's not visible, but the other tattoo he had at the time was just two words: "Motley Crue." I did NOT have permission to share that, but I like living dangerously. In the bottom picture you can't see it either, because once he came to his senses (and turned 17), he had it covered up with this one that's visible.
Just to redeem myself (and him), here he is as he appears today:
Stay tuned for tomorrow when I either have to post a picture of myself from the 80's or else announce he's divorcing me.