Photographs

I took two horrifying photos today. Both of them were right after I got out of the dentist, so I know I was wearing make-up, but I looked twenty years older.

I look twenty years older in both of them.

I took another one a few minutes ago, because with camera phones it is possible to take a picture every few seconds if one is so inclined. I looked like my old self again, not young, but not an old hag either.

I keep looking at these pictures. Is it possible that sitting in a dental chair, having work done by an excellent dentist with virtually no pain, or stressful feelings, can leave me looking like that?

It is the stuff of horror films. Dorian Me when the magic wears off. I will probably have nightmares about it tonight.

Not the dental work.

The pictures.