In this little corner of the world, you sometimes see some pretty freakish plastic surgery results, like noses that could cut glass, trout pout, cheekbone implants that rival the continental shelf, or skin pulled tighter than a tick’s ass stretched over a rain barrel. But even when the end result is fairly “normal” looking, I have a hard time understanding why someone would want to look so different. Even when it comes to less drastic results, I also worry that plastic surgery is becoming another cultural expectation, that it’s normalizing and validating ageism. There are very few women over 50 in the media who haven’t had some kind of “work” done. We no longer see realistic images of what aging looks like in movies, TV or print media.
And then there’s the expense. I could take one or two pretty swanky trips to Paris for the cost of a basic eye lift. The skin will sag again, but une femme would always have Paris.
*I’m not talking about correcting actual deformities like cleft palate.
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