No nip, tuck, Lasik, or Botox for me
It seems that most of the commercials on TV are to promote remedies for growing older. Some are surgical and others for make up to cover up. What’s so gosh darned wrong with showing your age? There’s beauty in those crows feet and laugh lines. There’s experience behind them, joys and sorrows that only come with growing older.
Yeah, without my glasses I’m as blind as a bat. I know several people who have had Lasik done and of them only one who didn’t have any problems afterwards. I think I’ll keep my glasses. Sure, I could have a tummy tuck, my boobs made perky, and lift my face but I’m happy with me as I am.
Botox my forehead? No thanks. I’ll keep my wrinkles. I’ve earned them. I want to be able move my eyebrows and show some expression. You can’t do a Groucho Marks imitation if you can’t move your eyebrows. Egads, I’ve seen those Botoxed faces and frankly, they scare the hell out of me. Shades of the Stepford Wives. I don’t want to be a Pod Person.
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Doggonedmysteries 
Amen!
Haven’t we had this discussion before?
We Baby Boomers (and I’m speaking generally) have the notion that our lives should be perfect in every aspect and that includes never looking old–we should look as young at 60 as we did at 30.
Just for Men? Not for me! I’ve earned my grey hair and wrinkles living almost 60 years, raising 2 kids, and working 35+years in a high stress profession.
Lasik? No thanks. I wouldn’t have to wear glasses when I drive or go to the movies, but I would have to wear them to read or work on my computer. Guess which activities I spend more time doing.
Yes, I think we had a long discussion about this at the conference. Quite a few people joined in on that one.
And those commercials alternate with the “ask your doctor if @#$%^ is right for you”. Half of those ads don’t even tell you what the drug is for. Last time I saw my doctor, I had a list of questions. Number one on the list was “Do you mind if I don’t ask you about any of the medicines on tv that tell me to ask you?” Got her giggling and we had a good visit. So, maybe there is some use for them after all.
I think I’ll use that line on my doctor next time I’m in there. He’d get a giggle out of it too.
I tend to agree with you – I think we should allow nature to take its course, but then again there are some wonderful commercials for something new called Lifestyle Lift which would certainly take away this disgusting new friend of mine that lives on my neck – I believe it’s called a wattle? Turkey neck – ick – hate it – I want to put surgical tape on either side of my neck and pull it tight to the back of my head and hide it under my hair, I’m that desperate to not look at this sagging neck of mine. The more weight I lose, the saggier my neck gets – honestly there’s just never a middle ground. *sigh* Botox – never – I like my facial expressions too much and I hate needles with a passion. I saw a lady the other day and she could hardly move her face plus she’d had cheek implants and stuff injected in her lips and she looked ludicrous. Nope, no thanks. Hugs!
I can see the archeologists of the future when they dig up the ‘nipped, tucked, implanted, and injected’ bodies of today’s vain. Hmm, now there’s a subject for tonight’s post…
On second thought, nope. I never was any good at writing fantasy or scifi.