This is my face.

Today me and this face of mine went to get our photo taken for our Thai visa and work permit.
This is the outcome….

I would like to point out that this is not my face.
Well, it kind of is. But not really.

There’s a few reasons why.
Reason one:
My eyebrows are a lot thicker (and match…ish!) in real life.
Reason two:

This red bit of blah, that I gained from a lovely little spot, is missing in the photo…
Although now that I think about it, I’m not sure I really want to complain about that.
So scrap that reason.
Reason three two:

This little splodge is my birthmark.
I know, I know – it looks just like chocolate.
It’s really not, trust me. I tried licking it off many a time when I was little.
An educated guess tells me the lady that took my photo had a little play on Photoshop.
Now, I’m starting to think people don’t appreciate my freckly skin, as this isn’t the first time this has happened to me.
Last time I was made to look like this:

Which, even though I look more like a character from the Sim’s, than a human, isn’t actually that bad.

But nonetheless, it doesn’t really look like me.
I’m sorry Thailand.
As much as I love that you’ve given me perfect skin, I love my little splodge and my freckles and I’d really wish you’d stop taking them away!