If I can find my yearbook from my senior year (1973), you'll have a picture that is close. I don't have any of me in the leisure suit, for which we may all thank our favorite deity/higher power/Wild Bill Silves/whatever.
The scars may be pretty painful. Can you say enough hair spray to embarrass Jimmy Johnson? I dunno if they are doing eye grafts yet, but they may be necessary. At the very least, detached retinas.
