Wherein I try on my last pair of coloured contacts and rediscover Photoshop.
Yonks ago, I splashed out and bought three pairs of coloured contacts (it was a special deal and reasonably priced). I had tried the grey contacts and the blue contacts, but found that the shape of them didn't quite suit my eyes and were frustratingly uncomfortable. So I never wore them for more than a few hours at a time and then ditched them altogether.
I found the last pair in the bathroom cupboard, still in their packets, but apparently expired. I figured that it was unlikely that they were rotted, so I tried them on. Once again, the colour changed totally freaked out my boy and he refused to look at me until I removed them. But not before I took a photo of them in! So here is the (almost) original shot:
Normally, I would have left it like this, without further embellishment, but I had been looking at some photographers' works and got all inspired to spend a little more time on my images. Not quite airbrushing like the magazines, but not far from it, either. As an exercise, it was fun but it did make me wish that some things would translate from the digital world into the analogue.
The funny thing about this is that you can barely tell that I'm wearing coloured contacts!
