My Flawless AI Headshots Revealed An Unsettling Truth

The Allure of a $25 Photoshoot

It started during a sleepless night, scrolling through a women’s business group on Facebook. A fellow member posted new headshots that were simply stunning—professional, radiant, and exactly the polished look I was searching for. I was in the process of launching a new business venture and had been sticker-shocked by quotes from local photographers.

Then I saw the caption. Her entire gallery of 35 unique, gorgeous images cost her just $25. The secret? They weren't from a photoshoot at all; they were generated by artificial intelligence. She had simply uploaded 20 pictures of herself to a website, and two days later, a gallery of portraits appeared. The AI had created a data model of her appearance and then generated an endless array of new images, placing her in different settings, outfits, and styles, all while retaining her likeness.

Intrigued and on a tight budget, I decided the $25 risk was worth it. I needed professional-looking photos for my website and social media until my new venture could fund a real photographer. I clicked the link and started the process.

Crafting a Digital Doppelgänger

I carefully followed the site's instructions, uploading images that showed my face from various angles and in good lighting to give the AI the best possible data to work with. After hitting submit, the waiting game began. The company promised a 48-hour turnaround, and I found myself anxiously refreshing my email, wondering what this new, improved version of me would look like.

Would she have my smile lines? Would the AI edit out what it deemed 'imperfections'? And most importantly, would she actually look like me—enough to fool the people who know me best?

Meeting My Perfect AI Self

At 3 a.m., an email with the subject line "Your Gallery" arrived. I hurried to my computer to unzip the file. The first image I opened was me, but not quite. I was in a crisp white blazer with a sophisticated updo, looking kind, professional, and incredibly stylish. It was the me who might have become an interior designer.

I clicked through the gallery. Another photo showed me as a worldly yoga teacher in Bali. Others depicted a confident, powerful CEO of a socially conscious conglomerate. It was a tour through 35 alternate versions of my life, each one a slightly better, more successful version of me. This wasn't just me with better lighting; this was "Golden Me." She had made all the right choices, kept her waistline trim, and secured the book deal. She was perfect.

The Unsettling Reaction on Social Media

With some hesitation, I posted one of the most believable photos of Golden Me as my new profile picture on Facebook, without any explanation. I just wanted to see what would happen.

Within minutes, the comments flooded in. "Gorgeous!" "Absolutely stunning." "You look amazing." Friends I had known since childhood and even my own dad believed it was me. The experiment was a success, but it left me with a strange, uneasy feeling. On one hand, the validation felt good. On the other, it felt completely dishonest.

A Gilded Fantasy vs Real Life

Meeting Golden Me was like seeing the digital embodiment of every "what-if" I'd ever contemplated. It was all the lives I could have lived. But putting that image out into the world felt like presenting a facade to the people who love and accept me just as I am. Why would I trade that genuine love for a few social media points and the fleeting feeling of having won the best-self lottery?

My real life, with all its choices and turns, has led me to where I am today: a mom to a sweet little boy, a loyal friend, and a budding gardener. That version of me, with her laugh lines and postpartum body, is pretty golden, too. Our real photos hold our real stories and memories.

Choosing Authenticity Over Pixels

What story could I tell my son about an AI photo? Where was I? What was I smiling about? If the moments aren't real, we're just left with pixels.

I quietly changed my profile picture back to a real one—a selfie taken on the land where I grew up. When my son sees that photo years from now, he will recognize the place, the smile, and the person. He will recognize me.

I now see the experience not as a $25 loss, but as a valuable lesson. Discovering that I prefer my real, imperfect self and my real story over some gilded fantasy was money well spent.

Natasha Dworkin is a strategic storyteller who helps purpose-driven clients amplify their impact. She now combines her professional expertise with her personal experience as a first-time mom at 46 to help other midlife women create transformative change. You can connect with her at midlife.mom and on Instagram at @midlife.mama.