This picture was taken when I was probably, what, 4-5 years old. The one who was kissing me was my maternal aunt. Picture was taken in Jogjakarta.
My hair was still curly, and my skin was still dark from playing beneath the sun too much!
One of my old friends (who I haven't seen for dozens of years) once called my name when we met on the street. I've forgotten his name, haha, but apparently he still remembered. Last time we met, we were still in kindergarten!
"Your face doesn't change much," so he told me. I disagreed... but perhaps, he was right, to some degree?