Different versions of me
It's funny, because transforming myself into various ethnicities and ages and artist styles happened to be on my to-do list for today. Okay, so it wasn't (like I have a to-do list anyway) but I didn't work today due to the weather. What do you want from me? Shhhhh! Don't say "thesis". Don't say "big paper" either.
Now, without further ado:
Here's what I started with (it's hideous, because I didn't work today so therefore I'm wearing only some residual eyeliner and I can't believe I'm letting someone see this and egad.)
East Asian me / West Asian me:
  
Mucha me / Botticelli me:
  
And finally, I'm a man, baby! Here's a masculine version of me that looks a really lot like my dad. I put an old picture of he and Mom beside it for comparison. Awww, aren't they cute?
  
Go try that thing, it's a mountain of merriment.
Oh, and Funky Fresh Freddie from my comments? Sorry, man, I'm already spoken for, and if I will go somewhere with Scott and eat elk, then it's love. Thanks though. Okay.








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