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We are Beautiful, No Matter What They Say

posted by BatSheva Vaknin @ 12:53 PM
Monday, February 27, 2012

I’m as bad as anyone.

I dislike the oddly proportioned faces of some of my older women friends who have had plastic surgery. To me, their tight cheeks and poofy smiles that curve at the ends look more than a little like The Joker from Batman. It is jarring to look at.

But then again… I saw Sheryl Crow on TV not long ago, and I found myself fixated on a patch of skin on her face, above her lip. It looked… a little loose. The whole episode, that’s all I could look at: poor Sheryl Crow’s loose upper lip skin. Sheryl Crow, who has the rockin teenage body of a precocious 12 year old. Sheryl Crow, who courageously fought and won her battle with breast cancer. Sheryl Crow, whose rock & roll goddess status puts my 2 year attempt at being a singer/songwriter to shame.

I’m growing older. Soon, my upper lip will loosen a bit from its original place.  Or my neck will – isn’t that what I hear most older women groaning about, the dead give-away of their bodies, their necks?

I reaaaalllly don’t want surgery. I don’t like the way it looks on other women and I am terrified of the process, the pain, the recovery. I don’t want Botox either. I gave birth naturally just so I wouldn’t have to deal with drugs. How can I justify injecting myself for cosmetic purposes with some crazy Bovine hormone?

It’s a good thing my husband loves my boobs just the way they are. A less supportive husband might have helped me turn an insecure moment into a date with Doctor Boob Job. It seems cool to have bigger, sexier boobs. But I’m not convinced fake is sexier, when it comes right down to it. And I can’t fathom the process – surgery, pain, recovery… In my last job as editor-in-chief of an online magazine (yes, I quit recently, & no I don’t feel like writing about it, and YES I am looking for a new gig so put the word out there, readers!) – I edited a lot of first-person blogs written by models, young and old. Two of older, ex-models wrote personal stories about how they were traumatized by botched boob jobs.

Horrific.

Conclusion? Without judging other people’s choices (I 100% don’t judge the choice, but I usually don’t see the beauty in the post-surgical faces/bodies either), & if I am real with myself, I know that – deep down – I want 3 things.

  1. 1. To believe I’m beautiful.
  2. 2. For others to think I’m beautiful.
  3. 3.  To feel this way no matter what my age.

Sheryl Crow, you are beautiful! I blame it on the lighting guy.

c/xo,

Sheva (BatSheva Vaknin)

She is beautiful, no matter what they say. And they say a lot. No, not her boobs, other people. Okay, true, her boobs say a lot too.

One Response to “We are Beautiful, No Matter What They Say”


  1. Plant N says:

    I realize you live in Los Angeles where external beauty is on everyone’s mind, but really, why is it so damn important to you? Sooner or later, you have to let your inner beauty shine through because I am sorry to say that bodies wear out.

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