Wow, when you remove all my wrinkles and expression lines I look scary. Sort of like a plastic version of who I might have looked like 40 years ago! But still not really me because I never had waxy looking skin.
I had some new head shots taken a couple of weeks ago. It was past time for new ones. Every photo I use now is a selfie or a group shot I’ve cut the rest of the group out of. I’ve been told that is fatal in the world of head-shots.
My last professional head shots are so old and scary, I don’t even recognize myself. Right before I had them taken, I’d gone in for a light body wave and come out with a perm!
And YES, that’s the last time I will ever have a body wave put in my hair.
Visions of me suffering through Mom’s
kindly inflicted home perms still dance in my head. Do you remember those Toni perms? I would sit at the kitchen table, clamping a towel over my face, in a futile attempt to avoid the noxious fumes. The results were never flattering :)Why…I wonder, was baby fine, poker straight hair unacceptable in the 60’s?
But I digress.
I’d asked the photographer to leave my wrinkles alone but if I had a big red spot somewhere obvious…go ahead and blur it out.
She tried some new software on a picture she sent for approval and it freaked me out! I need my expression lines! I can tolerate my chipped front tooth…although I’m getting that puppy fixed soon. I look weird with no crows feet, no smile lines and no rings around my neck. It was bizarre.
Perhaps it was the sudden loss of character vs the gentle improvements I’m get from drinking more water, wearing sunscreen, using Retin-A and great skin products. There’s a few more things I use on my skin…but that’s for another post!
It reminds me of the time I cared for my Mom after she had her face lift. She loved how she looked when the bandages came off and the staples came out. I thought she looked like a strange version of Linda Evans.
I remember she looked unusual for about a year. Then I don’t know if her face “settled” or I got used to seeing her look the new way. She looked terrific… but different.
Upshot…I’m not thrilled and joyous about my wrinkles but I am also not comfortable seeing them totally wiped off my face. I haven’t decided if I’ll ever have a nip or tuck done on my wrinkles, but to obliterate all expression is scary
Have you ever had a photo of yourself photoshopped? How’d you like it?