Surreal scenes from the Motor Vehicle Department

I went to renew my driver's license this morning. In the process, I uncovered a devious plot in which the MVD plans to make me question my sanity. Their attack was two pronged. (Bear with me here - you'll need a lot of background information to fully appreciate this rant.) I wanted them to change their records to show that my first name is "Renee Michelle." I had brought my birth certificate for this purpose. For the record, while I care that people call me Renee Michelle to my face, I don't actually care what the MVD names me. But they had previously informed me that my license record needed to match my passport and birth certificate.

So I showed them the birth certificate. (Surreal Experience #1) They objected to the fact that my name was merely listed as "Renee Michelle Last Name." To be specific, there was no clear indication whether this was a first and a middle name or two first names. They told me that in order for my first name to actually be recorded "Renee Michelle" I would have to get a court-ordered name change to "Renee-Michelle." When I pointed out (1) that Renee-hyphen-Michelle is not the name I actually use, nor do I wish to change it for their convenience and (2) that previous states and the federal government had no problem with my current name, they just stared at me blankly. I told them that, actually, I no longer cared what they named me, as long as I could get the little plastic card and they gave it to me.

This is when Surreal Experience #2 (SE-2) occurred. Look closely at the pictures below. The one on the left shows me, wearing what I wore to the MVD when I was photographed. The blurry one on the right is what now shows on my license. My hair is the correct length. My glasses (which I did not own last time I was photographed for my license) match. The lipstick color matches. But I am wearing different clothes! How did they do that? And even more intriguingly, why did they do that?

Any conspiracy theorists want to weigh in?