Showing posts with label cosmetic surgery. Show all posts
Showing posts with label cosmetic surgery. Show all posts

Sunday, March 5, 2017

The Cheese Grates It: The Harsh Judgment of Victims of Multiple Cosmetic Surgeries


The person in the picture is Melania Trump, prior to having cosmetic surgery. She was told that she was too foreign looking to be a successful model. Of course the response of many people is to bash her for having had the procedures done.
I don't think it's right to say cruel things when a person feels pressured into getting cosmetic surgery or other procedures. Society puts a huge amount of pressure on people, particularly women, to remain young looking into our middle years and beyond. It often looks artificial, and it's sad that people feel such a push to alter their natural appearance. Saying things such as "she looks like crap" don't help. Judge a person's character, not their physical appearance.
I feel like it's sad when people have multiple cosmetic procedures in an attempt to preserve a youthful appearance, or due to body dysmorphic disorder, that they end up not looking entirely human. I question the ethics of a doctor who will do that many procedures on a patient.
I had a few minor procedures when I was younger, hadn't yet discovered size acceptance, and hated myself even more than I do now. I'd have the caps put on my teeth again. Because of the nerve damage to a couple of my front teeth, they are dark. I would still be self-conscious about that. I don't think I'd be as concerned about the gap that the orthodontic procedures which killed the nerves in the teeth from pulling on them too hard didn't close.
I had a mole "removed" with a laser, which I regret. It actually only lightened it, so now it looks like a bump. I don't know why I didn't get a second opinion. I didn't trust the guy who did it to do the surgery on my chin, which I had later. He wanted to take bone from my hip and implant it in my chin as he said I had a "weak chin." I just wanted liposuction. Why I let him talk me into the mole removal, I'll never know. He was later brought up on charges of molesting his female patients while they were under anesthesia. I was not under anesthesia for the mole removal, so he just got away with some of my money.
I later had a doctor with a more conservative approach do the liposuction on my chin. I have a one inch scar on the underside of my chin from the surgery, but just after the surgery I looked like I'd been in a really bad accident. My face was swollen and bruised. I had to wear an elastic band around my head for a month until the swelling went down.
While my face was in the process of shrinking, my loopy boss asked me what had happened. When I told her, her response was to pinch my cheeks and say "why didn't you have them do something about these chipmunk cheeks too?"
Being the delightful bunch of contradictions that I am, I vowed at that moment never to have any more plastic surgery just to piss people like her off. But who knows what may have happened if I had somehow gotten a "lucky break" and gotten into Hollywood, which used to be my big dream. I may have had all kinds of procedures in an effort to become "beautiful," because being a round-faced, chipmunk-cheeked, East European looking critter (my father's maternal ancestry is Lithuanian and I have that look) is not the chiseled, aristocratic look that Hollywood wants in its properties.

~The Cheese Hath Grated It~