When I sit down and reflect on the current Social standard of the Woman of today, I feel disappointed. I have a particular admiration for the woman of the early 1900’S, she was a modest woman and all focus went to her clothes and the beauty of her face. Woman of those days used beauty enhancing products but never to the point that they became someone else in the process.
The issue that I have with today’s woman is, that she feels the need to over indulge in plastic surgery for the purpose of beauty enhancement. but, when does it stop being a personal desire to enhance oneself; or are we just following a trend. A trend of highly insecure within themselves women, that transform their outsides in the pursuit of social acceptance. I am not against plastic surgery. I Myself had a tummy tuck done about 8 years ago. I did this because I was not happy with what child bearing had done to my skin, No matter how much I exercised, the excess skin never went away. On top of that, at that time in my life; I was working for a surgery center, in which a new surgeon came to work for us and offered to do a couple of FREE procedures, so she can practice; and you damn right, I was one of the few. What ticks me off is that; these women feel they are superior to the woman who chooses to remain true to herself and her bodily “Imperfections”.
So, what I say is: Let me get this straight; Me, I am supposed to feel inferior to the woman who decided to spend 10k plus on her body because she has not become comfortable with her own body. I am supposed to feel inferior to the woman who is doing this because she wants to be part of a trend who is having many of our women end-up dead. I am supposed to feel inferior to the woman, who is walking around here with fake hair, fake edges, fake lashes, fake cheek bones, fake lips, fake booties, fake waist lines. I am supposed to feel inferior to the woman who chose to take the easy way out, instead of putting the work in and exercising her body parts. I am supposed to feel inferior to the woman who would take a chance at dying, at losing limbs in the name of SUPERFICIAL beauty. I REFUSE!
Eventually, I would like to do a breast lift. When I became pregnant with my first child I weight 115 lbs, by the time it was time to give birth, I was 220 lbs. My skin stretched all over the place and no matter how much I exercise my breast are just not going to lift. I have been giving it much thought because once you do surgery, that area never feels the same and i know because of my tummy tuck, the first couple of years, I couldn’t feel a thing. So, for now or until forever; my man is going to have to deal with my saggy tits. lol…I have made peace with them, we good.
Woman, Love yourself. All that you are and all that you are not. We were all created different for a reason. With all this surgery, they want to be so different, that they all look the same, STIFF and PLASTIC. Own your insecurities and allow them to make you a whole woman, not a broken one; searching for acceptance in all the wrong places. Lets teach the girls of today to love their bodies and to only do things to please themselves and not society. Because regardless of many times you fix yourself, society is always going to fix something wrong anyways.
Take Care of Yourself and Each Other,