Last night after dinner over at Eric and Lauren’s (by the way Lauren made homemade Oreos and Oh-my-gosh…so good) Lauren and I were having a discussion about what we would change about ourselves if plastic surgery didn’t cost anything. Also, if it didn’t hurt or if it wasn’t, you know, SURGERY.
And let me just say as an aside, I would never actually do anything to myself and I wouldn’t judge anyone if they did. I mean never say never, maybe one day I’ll get something done. But as of now I’m not planning to.
I started rattling off the things I would do, “…thin out the bridge of my nose, get my dark under-eye circles filled in, thin my jaw-line out, lipo here-here-and here…” Lauren added her two cents but I won’t share hers because this is MY blog and not hers. Get your own!
I look over and my husband was looking at me in horror. Utter and complete horror. Which isn’t always a surprise but usually it’s in response to me doing something humiliating in public. Dancing in public really brings out that look of shock and horror.
When we got home I said, “What was with that look you gave me when I was talking about doing all those things to myself?”
He said, “Well, it sounded like you wanted to completely change the way you look.”
I said, “All girls are like that. They all want to change SOMETHING about themselves.”
The minute that came out of my mouth I thought, huh, I could be wrong. Maybe there are people out there that are one-hundred percent satisfied with who they are.
Then I wondered what that would be like.
Is it wrong to want to change things about yourself? Am I alone in this thought?
If only I could just be a dog and not have to worry about life’s trivial details like plastic surgery…