My daughter dug up this little treasure of me and my ex from 1991.

Apparently I thought I was starring in a Baywatch spinoff, and he thought he was auditioning for a sunglasses commercial sponsored by poor decisions.

Those giant neon glasses he’s wearing were basically witness protection for every red flag I refused to notice.

The tank top says beach day.

The energy says emotional cardio was the only workout he ever committed to.

And the mug?

Let’s just say responsibility was not inside it.

Looking back, it’s wild how life turns out.

I ended up raising two incredible kids and building a whole brand.

He ended up still mad at bills he never paid.

We live. We learn. We glow up.

And thank goodness the nineties are not coming back, right???

Right?