Hit a button, and you’re “transformed” into a woman. The beard disappears. The face and jaw smooth out. The hair floats jauntily around the shoulders.
“Yo this is SPOT ON my mom.” ″Pretty.” ″Are you in a sorority?”
A swipe and another click. Suddenly you’re a square-jawed man — heavy of brow, sporting five o’ clock shadow.
“I look like my brother Jay.” ″Hahahaha Suzie I’m dyingggg.” ″My sisters were like, ‘um… strange. You’re kinda hot’ haha.”