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Looking Like A Man

Apparently I look like a man. When I run my picture through a look-a-like match-up thingy, the celebrities I most resemble are men more often than not.

I do seem to resemble a few women—Kate Winslet for one, and Helen Clark who is the prime minister of New Zealand. I look a little like Kimberly Williams, although I don't see the resemblance at all. But besides these three, I also seem to favor Frankie Nuniz, Tony Blair, Leonardo DiCaprio, and David Lloyd George (to the left) who was the British prime minister during WW1. I don't get it. Could be worse, I suppose. I could look like Joseph Merrick.

Here is me morphing into Carlos Santana, one of my other look-a-likes. Who do you look like?

Comments

dive said…
That is too scary, Robyn! I'll never be able to listen to Samba Pa Ti again without shuddering.

And you so do not look like a man! I've met you and you are cute and pretty, so there! If you had looked anything like Tony Blair I would have run, screaming.
Maria said…
God...I needed a morning laugh.

And I will NOT see who I look like. I don't want to know. I am guessing maybe Will Geer?
peahen said…
It didn't even recognise my face as a face! I think I prefer that to looking like a man, though. You don't look like a man - they need to work on their software a bit, I think.
Ms Mac said…
I don't like that software. All I wanted to dfo was look like Kate Winslett and instead I got told I look like Chandler Bing from Friends. It could at least have been Joey!
Mrs. G. said…
This is my best laugh of the morning!!!! Now I want video of you jamming on the guitar. You are such a Rock Star.
now that you mention it...never mind.

does Carlos play the horn?
Anonymous said…
Ha, Ha, Robyn. This is gorgeous and I just saw Prudence's too - she came up with Neil Sedaka!
I love some of Carlos's songs - especially "Black Magic Woman" and "Smooth".
Anonymous said…
Well, blow me down with a feather! I just tried it with a photo of me taken when I was 26. The morph thingy came up with Kate Bosworth - whoever she is - I'm off to Wikipedia! Sorry I can't show you but I haven't got a myspace blog yet. Will have to look into that!
Gina said…
I don't want to find out who I look like either! I would probably wind up with Ruth Buzzi or something.

I would love to look like Kate Winslet, though.
Yes Kate Winslet's not a bad result, Robyn wow. Not so much Carlos. You're much prettier than he is. though i love 'smooth' too, Mme. Rob thomas who guests on it is even more gorgeous!
What fun this is, though i couldn't get it to work for me, sadly. I'll rely on the rest of you to say who i look like then. Be gentle with me. lol.
You've made Carlos Santana one happy dude! I'll bet he would gladly give up one of his musical fingers to morph into pretty you.

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