Cosmetic surgery is really coming into its own.
I can still remember being oddly intrigued by the ability of women who 'correct' what they perceive as their shortcomings through modern medicine.
Women always talk about this kind of stuff. All women.
*If you could fix one part of your body with plastic surgery, what would you do?*
Everyone has an answer to this question. My nose … my eyes … my stomach … my butt … and, the popular favorite … my boobs.
Whatever. Never say never, right?
And now, my breasts.
They've been huge. But, at one time, they were at least what I would have called 'inflated' … as well as situated correctly on my chest.
Growing old and not wearing bra`s changes all of that.
My boobs sure look like crap
So I am started thinking about it. Cosmetic surgery that is.
Checking myself out in front of the mirror, lifting things up to where they used to be. To where they' re supposed to be.
And imagining.
And daydreaming.
Which I do. A lot.
And then I start thinking about all of my girlfriends over the years who have RECENTLY taken the plunge.
They all look great.
They are filling out their shirts again.
Buying halters, off-the-shoulders and other little strapless numbers that I can only dream of filling out.
So … what is stopping me?
Guilt of spending the money?
Embarrassment of my vanity?
Well … yes, yes and yes! But it wouldn't hurt just to dream about it, right?
So, I'm dreaming and thinking about it.
But I'm pretty freaked out. I have bad knees and shoulders lately,I do not need new boobs.
So I figured that going public about this whole thing will decide should this stay a dream or shall I do it...Heck I did IT once before,made them smaller,NOW I want them just NORMAL
I am over 50 *freaking* something . I don't feel so OLD,I look it though.
On the outside, your body starts to age and turn on you!!!
Which is a bitch.
I am not really unhappy with my sagging LONGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG low hanging breasts.
I am merely looking to restore it to its original form. I am not, repeat NOT, looking to be a second Pamela Anderson-size myself.
HAD that NATURALLY, reduced them MANY moons ago....I think they re-grew themselves.
NOW I need to re-think options....as they slap me on my ass when I throw them over my shoulder,or they slap me on the knees when I bend down...
To those who know me, know that I have invested in unbelievably deceptive bras over the years.
Bra`s that have been advertised with words like *uplifting* &*natural look*
When you see me right now, you are not actually seeing me in my natural state.
My bra`s and I are inseparable! At least when I leave the house!!!!
And the change I am thinking of is for myself is to achieve the same result and be the same person you see now ,as to when I am wearing a bra.
Only without the costly, ridiculously padded and hot (during summers we have) undergarments.
Ultimately, the goal is that YOU will not know the difference. But I will.
I want to reclaim some of who and what I was before becoming a OLD WOMAN.
Physically, I was a woman with a flat stomach and boobs in the right place.
The first two women I talked with seriously about it were two of my oldest friends. One has had augmentation and the other has two of the most naturally huge boobs I've ever seen in my life.
I was visiting with them a few weekends ago.
Conversations eventually turned to boobs (as they all do, right?) and the conversations ended up with me dragging my friends into the public bathroom,(was at a restaurant, closing the door behind us and exposing my girls/puppies/hooters/tits heck call them what you want. A pretty brave deed, considering a popular area a restaurant bathroom is,and how sexy my friends me feel OLD and JADED.
Not that I am a shy person,they are sorta very CONSERVATIVE, well at least one of them!!!
Both of my friends were even more receptive to my talk of breast augmentation once they saw what I had to offer.
Actually, they both said exactly the same thing … that I was precisely the kind of person for whom this surgery was intended.(Again)
I felt vindicated and humbled at the same time.
I buttoned up, left the bathroom and made my decision to begin looking into the whole only dream
I think I'm as excited about the possibility of a POSITIVE change as I am about not just dreaming and thinking about it, but to maybe JUST GET them done.
But now million dollar QUESTION, A (needed) KNEE replacement or BRAND NEW Boobs??
Which first???
Oh and a few donations will go far.....