Bottleshop Blues
Wow! You are describing an experience I have regular pain with in leiu of my particular transmogrification over my teen years. First there was the provisional driving licence at the age of 16, with a army style crew cut, then there was the real drivers licence that came at a time I had particularly long hair but still used the same old picture. Then fast forward four years, I still have the same picture on the ID but a completely different facial outlook (more weighty, more pale). Even my friends find it difficult to accept that this picture on my driving licence is me and they have scrutinised my face many times over, ‘you were so ugly’ they echo, perhaps I still I am.
