I recently acquired my high school year book portrait taken in 1970. Back then the portrait studio made black and white prints and hand painted them, as that the norm of the day. The poor man’s color portrait, as I always called them, since they were cheaper than color processes of that time. The irony is, that, if made properly, hand colored prints are much more stable and thus archival and will live forever. Where as most color processes before digital have long since faded and are gone. When I went to scan this print I found the notes on the back. So I was a mixed blonde, eh? And my tie…I remember leaving it, so they could match those crazy colors. I was so forward fashion, wasn’t I? From the looks of my recent portrait with Barney, I haven’t changed much. At least in my choice of fashion.