Monthly Archives: June 2012
We could bore ourselves to death, drink ourselves to death, or have a bit of an adventure.
– Terry Darlington, Narrow Dog to Carcassonne
We’re talking passports. Those magic paperbound books that let you jump from one country to another preferably with a multi-coloured stamp to boot, which you can waft under the eyes of friends and acquaintances in a bid to prove how cultured and widely-travelled you are.
Oh yes, we do love a good passport stamp.
What we’re not too keen on revealing is the teeny-tiny photograph on the second to last page of our passports that claims to resemble ourselves in miniature. ERROR.
It is a well-known fact that passport photographs not only represent an act of bi-annual humiliation that may well cause permanant emotional scarring but that they are the most visually offensive depictions of our current and former selves.
So next time you find yourself in the photo booth, try to make an effort. That pale face, scruffy hair and blank stare may well represent you for the next 15 years.
But what about the rich and famous? Let’s see how they fare in their passport snapshots.