What an afternoon.
Last week when the talented individuals at PRIV (the self-described Seamless for beauty) offered to turn me into a zombie for Halloween, I knew I couldn't turn down the opportunity. But when perusing the site and seeing the sheer talent on hand, I realized I could go above and beyond what was being offered. At first I wanted to be turned into a woman, but then couldn't bear the thought of causing so many drive-by erections and car wrecks. I knew what I had to do. I asked them if they could turn me into an old man, they said, nonchalantly, "Sure," and just like that, a few makeup magicians were sent to my office.
They aged me 50 years in two hours. The results were shockingly amazing and I caught a glimpse of my future. (If, that is, I end up getting into crystal meth and stop showering.) Below are some photos and a diary of the process.