 | I gotcher romance right here, babe!
My cousin Barry sent me this picture (photographer and butt-guy unknown) and I keep it around so I don't take myself too seriously. Today's bestseller is tomorrow's buck-for-the-butt-guy! |
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 | The Bradley Girls
The Bradley girls enjoy a Tennessee spring meadow. This place is crazy with flowers every year. |
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 | Hiking with Celeste
A desert hike in Arizona with the Bradley girls and the Harris girls...no boys allowed! |
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 | Conference Divas
At the RWA Rita Awards with Cheryl Lewallen and Jennifer Smith. My first formal gown that wasn't a hand-me-down, bridesmaids dress, or wedding dress! I'm posh, I am! |
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 | Promotional photo
My first publicity photo after being published. The most embarrassing photo of them all, actually. I look like a refugee from the PTA. And it's in EVERY SINGLE BOOK. Oh, the shame… |
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 | Age 17
I'm too sexy for my shirt. Seventeen and completely clueless that Farrah hair is sooo over! |
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 | School photo
This is me at six. And seven. And eight. In fact, I still pretty much look like this. Chubby cheeks and too much hair. |
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 | Bathing Suit
My parents fell in love at first sight. My father gave up his seat on the bus to my mother. By the end of the bus ride he'd proposed. They married a few weeks later. |
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 | Smith Family
The pretty young girl on the left is my grandmother, Flossie Smith. I never knew her, but she was a college graduate and the mother of eight. My kind of woman! |
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