Which Reminds Me

Yes, every time you say that I am reminded of that horrible photograph in the family album of me when I was 13 years old, so awkward, sitting their with braces and such an unladylike posture. What was I thinking? I look horrible in that photo, not something that I would want to define the rest of my life. But anyway, there matters are really none of your business. What would you know about that? You would not be able to appreciate me anyway, so why would I ever discuss that with you?