Humanized vertical ice cube tray January Jones Instagrammed this picture of her 9-year-old self in 1988 and one of my only comments about this is: AAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAA!
That shirt. That mullet. That eye squint. Those pre-braces teefs. That picture has forced me to be disappointed with myself, because I went through the 1980s without having a mullet at least once. What’s the point of living in the 80s if you didn’t have hair like an Eastern European lesbian tennis player? If I could do it all over again, I’d definitely get a mullet. But really, I call shenanigans on that picture. There’s no way that January Jones was ever an average, normal human child. We all know that she’s an icicle that was brought to life and turned into a human by an evil, black magic witch.
And here’s January Jones and her kid Xander in L.A. ten days ago. May the “That’s Jason Sudeikis’ mini-me, no, that’s Matthew Vaughn’s mini-me!” comments commence!