I went back to the eye specialist to find out what I can do about my eyes: Solution: very expensive operation. Don’t you hate that? No yellow dye this time; but they did have to check right inside my eyes. They put in these drops that opened up my pupils to anime size. I looked like a frightened forest creature. A very light sensitive forest creature. I got photos this time. The things I do for you people!
No, I still haven’t learned how to take a decent self portrait via mirror shot. But you can tell by the look on my face that I’m taking it very seriously.
Here’s my eye in closeup. And that’s a good hour after the drops went in. I look like a pokemon.
You’re good looking. Faces like yours are in the Uffizi.
Sadly, in person I am more rosy-cheeked English milkmaid than classic Renaissance. Curses.