Day 23: Plastics

Mr. McGuire: I want to say one word to you. Just one word.

Benjamin: Yes, sir.

Mr. McGuire : Are you listening?

Benjamin : Yes, I am.

Mr. McGuire : Plastics.

Benjamin : Just how do you mean that, sir?

Good question.  Today’s challenge was to make a no-obligation appointment with a plastic surgeon and find out what they think you could stand to improve.  This is a recipe for disaster even for a person with HUGE self-esteem to spare.  For me?  I might as well go lay down in traffic.

I could write for ages about how my pregnancy and Em’s birth changed how I felt about my body.  But so many women already have…. If you’ve never read The Shape of  a Mother, I think it should be required reading.  A peace can be found in discovering that you’re not the only one. And after that peace, if you’re lucky, comes a sense of pride.

Sometimes I think about the difference between plastic surgery and tattoos…  I am content to adorn my body with images, an artist’s work… and I guess those women and their plumped up lips might think they are sporting another’s artistry.  But I can’t wrap my mind around it.  It’s not for me.   So for now… I’ll not be taking Mr Mcguire’s advice.  Check back with me in a decade.

Gimme some love!! Please?

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