Here I am at the tender age of two, already dressed to the nines...
Of course, minutes later this cute, purple outfit
became a landing strip for birthday cake!

Learning from my experience, I had my fourth birthday cake
cleverly disguised as a dress for a doll so that no one
would be able to tell when I had spilled some on myself!

By the time I was eight, I had forgone being photographed with cake
and just went for the presents!

At fifteen, the cake re-appears, but the dresses are out!

At eighteen, I decided that more casual, the better was the way
to dress for my birthday.  Here I am hanging out just hours
after purchasing my 65 'Stang with my friend Julie.
Notice I'm wearing sweats and a denim jacket.

Of course, for parties where cake wasn't involved, I would go all out!
Here are two from a Valentine's Day party of me in my funky silver shirt,
and one of me in my green get-up for St. Patrick's Day, both from
my senior year of high school.