I think I was onto something when I hit upon restoring my childhood appearance: namely, tan and blond. And, putting my images through Facetune for the first time…it seems the look really elevates me! So much so I’m pretty much decided to go for it. I’ve got a fairer olive skin tone, which lends itself to a platinum shade of blond, one that frankly looks far better on me than my natural dark brown color does.
In particular, I’m amazed at how much it makes my eyes pop; aesthetics when it comes to human beauty is so often non-obvious or counterintuitive, and this was the case with testing out my future hair color: my eyes in fact have not darkened significantly since childhood, they just seem darker because they’re paired with such a dark hair color. With a light hair color like I had originally, ideally a light platinum shade of blonde, they’re my most striking feature, and frankly look exotic as the color pops out front and center, vivid, and ever-changing, the hazel notes to my irises really making them look beautiful.
So I won’t need to even bother trying cosmetic contact lenses, seeing as my natural eye color is already about the best I could get…well, there’s always the option of circle lenses for making my irises and my eyes look bigger, which per Facetune seems would look good on me, but that’s just a detail.
Platinum blonde also goes amazingly well with my facial features and my disposition; my features are heavy, with high visual weight, and people with these features often do well with the color, especially when it’s coupled with longer manes, curly ones too, because the light hair color and even the bouncy beachy waves help to offset it, balance it out, and brighten up one’s whole appearance.
I think I’ve needed that; in general I’ve suspected for a while that my whole appearance is way too dark and heavy. It doesn’t help either that my natural expression and vibe is mopey rather than bubbly, and I’ve been thinking that it makes me seem like an unapproachable, un-fun person to be around. With my natural dark brown hair color and my olive skin, coupled with how it obscures the exotic color in my eyes and makes them seem more of a brown color, my current appearance is so low-contrast as to be practically monochromatic. The opposite of fun…
Indeed, one reason I haven’t tanned much as an adult is the fear of looking even darker and more monochromatic than I do anyway, but with the platinum blonde hair and how it brings out the exotic light color of my eyes I need not worry; indeed, tanning will heighten the visual contrast and make me seem a lot more fun, being but one component of the full beachy look, which, per the Facetune manipulations I’ve done, really does make me look better.
It might be worth noting: when I had the tan blond look as a kid I was a lot happier than I’ve been at any point in adulthood; if I look that much better with it, I suspect that I might have been happier precisely because people thought of me as prettier and thus treated me better (it’s a thing, yes, and so much of it is subconscious…). And looking back on it, when I stopped being as tan and when my hair darkened is when my life started going downhill. Could what vexes me be as simple as physical appearance? Deficits that are rather easily remedied? I intend to find out…
In any case my impending move to California’s beaches will be perfect for changing my appearance wholesale and cultivating a new me, one who’s tan, blonde, and fun; the environment on the West Coast really agrees with me, and it’ll be a chance for a fresh start with so many new opportunities, almost inviting my inner child to come out and play. The surfer-girl and surfer-boy image calls to me…
I intend to start a family (on my own, if need be) and raise my kids in the soothing sea breezes of the Pacific, and develop my body and my physique so I’m the hottest person on the beach; I’ve got real potential. With how grueling and boring I find training as well as the timeline involved I’m going to have to use steroids to get there, but so what? I’ve already got an idea of the regimen I’d like to try, the only real showstopper for me being potential effects on fertility…which won’t bother me as much when I already have a child in hand (or at least some embryos on ice). I’ll be young, fit, happy, and beautiful again…
That all has led me to be hesitant about building out a real wardrobe, in particular because I had little idea what sort of a look I wanted to cultivate for this new chapter in my life. But now, thanks to the power of Facetune, I have much more of an idea, and it’s all really quite fascinating: blonde me with the tan skin and the exotic green eyes looks really good in metallic colors and pinks. Sparkly, sequin-filled outfits in pink, gold, silver, blonde, and copper look amazing on me.
Interestingly, the more ordinary, common, or, dare I say it, boring clothes look awful on me, including the go-to pieces you’ll find in department stores everywhere. Combined with the exotic eyes, the tan skin, and the long platinum blonde waves with curls and bangs, it seems all that really flatters me is a look that just oozes Hollywood. I’ve Facetuned other people’s pictures just to see, and they don’t look good in the same outfits I do; between my handsomely white yet exotic features as well as my vibe, it seems I can really rock a bold outfit.
Tan, blonde, and fun me is so enticing, I think I’ve fallen in love, captivated by a vision of a makeover not for some fictional character, not for someone else I know, but for myself. Now all I need to is have the courage to reach out and touch the life I want…
A girl based on my best picture rocking the look of the new me, perhaps a vision of what my future daughter will look like. Notice the white-olive skin that’s been tanned by a life spent on the beach, the long wavy hair like liquid sunshine courtesy of the platinum blonde hair dye, and the striking green eyes. My face when fully glamorized really shows my Middle Eastern heritage (white in a beautiful way but clearly well outside the northwestern European range; courtesy of being Italian but all my Italian ancestors actually being Sephardic Jews), the combined vision making for a person whose vibe is only really brought out in the boldest and flashiest of costumes. She might have come from Tel Aviv, or perhaps some paradisaical garden of ancient Persia, but she’ll find herself perfectly at home on the beaches of southern California…