Mr. W and I went on a photographic outing today to Disneyland and Disney’s California Adventure. It’s mostly so I can try out my new camera that he got me for Christmas. I’ll post some of the pictures later, but I found this to be funny…
There’s a building called “Innovations” where it’s all advanced science stuff, virtual reality, futuristic…stuff. So anyway, when we were in there we saw a section of computers that take your facial photo and ages it based on some questions you’d answer first, i.e. your gender, whether you’re over 10 years old, your race, and whether you’re a smoker. Mr. W’s aging showed his eyebrows gradually sinking and getting whiter, his face got wrinklier, his eyelids drooped a little bit, his lips got thinner, and he got a double chin. When it was my turn, my photo came up and we kept hitting the part of the screen that says “older” and it didn’t seem to be doing anything. And then Mr. W hit the button that said “younger” and it gradually restored me to my original photo. Oops, I guess it WAS displaying the “aged” version of me. Here’s the “younger” and then the “older” photos:

If you didn’t see much of a difference either, then you know why we laughed. “Can you handle that?” I asked him, implying he’d have to deal with me looking like that when I’m old. He laughed and said, “Yes, I think I can handle that.” By the way, I am a non-smoker. If I smoked my face would be more aged because of the toxins from sucking in smoke and chemicals. Aside from having slightly drooper cheeks and a double chin, I don’t look that different. “It’s cuz I’m Asian, and Asians don’t really age,” I joked.