Have you ever started cleaning out a closet or the garage and stumbled upon a box of old nothings? And–sort of like when you give a moose a muffin–one thing leads to another and you’ve emptied the whole box and now you’ve got letters and yearbooks and birthday cards from 1979 strewn all over the floor and the closet you intended to clean is three times worse than it was when you started.
My hunk of an IT guy (see also: hot husband) says that is sort of what happens when he digs through the innards of my blog. Only not nearly as fun. Apparently cascading style sheets aren’t as nostalgic as sappy middle school journal entries. Who knew?
We’re visiting the way back machine on the blog today. Quite literally. Waybackmachine.org captures images from the web at random intervals and stores them up in some ginormous archive. In honor of my new digs, I’m sharing some embarrassing photos–ghosts of blog designs past. This first one, in particular, is the equivalent of my sixth grade school picture, poodle perm and all. If you remember this one, that means you’ve been a loyal reader from the beginning. I’ll totally buy you a coffee next time you’re in Tucson.
Things improved with my next design, but only slightly. I wish I had a larger image, but no luck. You’ll notice that I stuck with the same font for my header as well as the gerbera daisy. I’m actually quite thrilled that I went the gerbera route with my first design because it’s a dynamic enough icon to be able to grow with me while still providing a recognizable element to each of my designs. I did stray from the 70’s color scheme to add a bit more of a pop.
And then we come to one of my favorites. I loved this one then and I love it still. It’s very magazine cover-y, don’t you think? I also love the way I poke fun of myself there in the header. Honestly, if the pictures were updated, I could totally see me still using this.
But after two years, I grew tired of it and updated to …
I liked it, but I didn’t love it. Or maybe I did originally. In any case, I grew quickly tired and started hinting that I wanted a new blog again just after the first of the year. A few bats of the eyelashes and a well-timed compliment or two was all it took to convince the hot husband to deliver my new baby, in all her glory.
Today is my official unveiling. Here is a peek for those reading through a feed, but I do hope you’ll click through for a real glimpse.
I hope you love the new design as much as I do. And if not, just keep it to yourself, okay? Nobody likes a Debbie Downer.