Here I am at the Italy pavilion in EPCOT's World Showcase in July 1991, 17 years old and displaying all of my royal awkwardness in front of the King of the Seas, Neptune. Note the fanny pack, hiked-up shorts, protruding collar bone, big shades and summer league tank top (no less a league in a town that was our high school rival!). My only redemption is the socks aren’t pulled to my knees.
Even at this age, I was deeply interested in my Italian heritage and thus gravitated towards the Italy pavilion. I was also a big fan of mythology and fantasy, so the ancient statue was a natural photographic appeal for me.
Note that the irony of my seemingly malnourished weak body posing in front of a chiseled God was never lost on me.
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