No, they’re not supposed to represent me now.
These are all imaginings of how I will look when my hair and teeth fall out.
As least that’s my version and I’m planning to stick with it.
They’re Andrew Roberts‘ very funny illos to go with my current column about the horrors of aging.
Put on your bifocals and look really close.
This article from the Village Voice Archive was posted on October 3, 2012