My makeover

Oh how I love my iPhone. I call it iPrecious. Tis my lifeline. On the farm, it's my connection to the innernets. It's like my tiny, portable Computer, Scrabble Game, Facebook, Blog, Music, Words With Friends, Bank and Twitter. I love it. They say forgetting your cell phone is the new forgetting your purse. I could live without my purse, but not without my iPhone.

My Hubs is always finding new apps for our iPhones. Last night, he found one called Photo Makeover.

Step one: insert picture. Here's the pic I chose:

Just my normal pic.

Step two: align dots with corners of eyes and mouth

Step three: choose expression templates

Step four: adjust expression strength

Step five: laugh hysterically. At least, that's what I did.

Photo Makeover...where you can change anything on your face. Like, I wonder what I look like with a slimmer face?

I look almost manly. What about if I had bigger eyes?

Nice. But I wonder what I'd look like if my features were more proportioned?

Wowsers. Or what if I ditch the Diet and just let myself go?

Ick. I can be shy. Sometimes. So what would I look like more confident?

I'd look deranged is what. What about if I channelled my inner (insert sexy person here)?

Wow. I'm so sexy there I want to make a kissy face.

I'm so sexy with my kissy face I feel almost animalistic. Like, a monkey.

Hmm. Very Planet of the Apes. Let's go for something a bit nicer. Like a koala.

Niiiice. Or maybe I need to go more like a fox.

Skeery. What if I ran out of Febreze and smelled something nastay?

Ohh the possibilities are endless. I stayed up way too late last night, having fun with this gem of an app.

Now today I look really sleepy.

Happy Wednesday. *yawn*