Then in my heart I scream: It's okay, you don't need larger boobs for me to want to sleep with you! I'd do that any day- 5 times a day- free of charge!
Buuuut it seems I was wrong there too. These women aren't getting plastic surgery to catch the eye of some guy, they're doing it for themselves. This chic was complaining about a bit of fat around her waist, and how she was gonna get it surgically removed (apparently exercise and diet had failed her). It was noted, how nobody would even notice it, even if she wore tight-fitting clothes. What she replied amazed me. It wasn't about other people, she could see it, she knew the fat was there and she wanted to get rid of it. I guess that was fair enough... except not being able to live with a bit of fat cost you 15k.
Apparently getting surgery simply for vanity's sake is bad, but if it improves your quality of life it's a-ok. To be honest I can't see much of a difference. If your face gets mutilated in some accident then people would probably understand you wanting to get plastic surgery, but what if you were born with an ugly face? I mean, these things DO happen. Nobody wants to be themselves, if being themselves meant being ugly.
It seems that our society is trying to promote this "appearance doesn't matter" thing, but of course it matters. Where else did this racism thing come from? I just wish people would stop deluding themselves (perhaps a bit hypocritical, coming from me).
Sometimes I wonder if the world would be a better place if everyone looked beautiful- but then our perception of beauty would be skewed if people all conformed to the same physical traits. What then? Ugly people need to exist to make beautiful people beautiful; equality never works out. If, however, those ugly people wish to stop being ugly (which should be perfectly understandable), they should have the right to change that, eh?
Yeah, I don't think I'm going to give anyone a lecture for wanting plastic surgery. Even if it's for vanity's sake- it probably matters more to them than it does to me. As for myself, I don't think I'd ever go that far, unless I was involved in some unfortunate accident. There's a risk associated with any surgery, this is no different... I'd rather exercise than risk my life. Yeah, I said it, I'd rather exercise.
...But if I could choose, I'd rather be a cat lying on a potato. I'd be cute even if I was fat.
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