As a girl I loved Charlie’s Angels. No corner was turned without my trusty finger pistol poised for danger.

Apparently the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree.

{Telling pesky big brother to shut the door and get out of the picture}
Charlie's Angels 2

{Mom minimizes brother’s sneer with shallow depth of field}
Charlie's Angels 3

{Radiating the proper level of uninterrupted coolness and spy savvy}
Charlie's Angels 4

For me, it didn’t all end as a childish fad. It wasn’t until after I was married with children that I gave up my infatuation with being a spy. Obviously it wouldn’t have been a perfect personality fit; I doubt there are a lot of blogging spies. 😉

Were you a Charlie’s Angel? What did you dream of growing up to become?

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