Doppleganger.

The other day I posted on Facebook about the time when I was mistaken for Molly Ringwald, and instead of telling the people who I really was (a nanny from Washington State who had big red hair and bright red lipstick)............I lied.

I said, "Why yes, I am. It's a pleasure to meet you."

I still hang my head in shame to think about it. (While covering my mouth to keep from giggling out loud.) I didn't mean to decieve those lovely people on the ferry boat to Nantucket Island. It was just so exciting! I was 19, and really, really far from home....I guess I was on a new freedom high.

Sorry, nice ferry boat people.

For the record, Molly Ringwald is a beautiful woman. I, on the other hand, am overweight and quite goofy looking. I make faces, and am often told I resemble Jim Carrey in his ability to contort his face into anything he wants. I guess I can do that, too, though it's not a skill I can neccessarily take to the bank. Nor will it win me any beauty pageants, if you catch my drift. Ms. Ringwald has a long running career in Hollywood. I have a long running career of changing diapers and wiping boogery noses...oh, and my writing career most recently took off. So I guess I've got that....

Woo hoo!

But anyway...what I'm saying is: There really isn't much more than a mild resemblence. I looked more like her when I was younger, thinner, and wore my hair red most of the time. Now I bear more of a resemblence when she is 9 months pregnant. Yay for me. (Sarcasm...dontcha love it?) But still...they say everyone has a doppleganger. I guess she is mine. Or I am hers....I have no idea which way it goes.

So anyway, I got like 8 emails asking me to show my resemblance to Ms. Ringwald. I guess because on my FB page as well as my blog, I don't have very many pictures of myself. Just funny retro pictures to make my readers laugh. So here goes: The Brooke Moss/Molly Ringwald comparison......

Me....about 2 yrs ago, and yes. I'm wearing a New Kids on the Block pin. Don't judge me!

Molly....looking svelte and sophisticated. Two things I'll never be.

Hiding my double chin behind the shoulder. It's the oldest trick in the book.

Molly, making a dumb face that resembles my everyday expression. Poor Molly.

Three weeks after giving birth to my fourth child. I was stoned and still in pain. Good times.

Seriously, can she be any cuter? Bitch.

Camping.....not really my thing.

This is the age Molly was when the comparisons started.

Oh good grief.

Molly was probably talking, I would have been getting ready to stuff my face.

I was on the flying elephant ride in this picture. I was so paranoid that it wouldn't lift me. No really.

This picture made my mother gasp. Apparently, this is what I look like when I grow out my hair. Go, Molly.

Ahhhh....young, thin, redheaded, big lips with lotso lipstick. Very Molly, circa 1987?

Is this Molly or me? Well, sadly....this is Molly, probably not her favorite shot...but it looks like me. Every day. Sitting in front of my computer. Working. And I can no longer have children, so I'm not even pregnant. Oy. Poor, poor Molly.

And there you have it, friends. My doppleganger. Good times.....

Who is yours?

Brooke Moss.