What would you change?
I woke up today thinking about things like body image, plastic surgery, and social pressures to look attractive and have a toned body. No idea why I was thinking of that of course, as I have never considered plastic surgery, or living my life in relation to image. For one thing, I am too scared to have any unnecessary surgery, and it is also very expensive.
But like most people, I have lived in a modern world subject to being bombarded of images of people who are considered to be beautiful, good-looking, and a cut above everyone else. Therefore, it is only natural that at times I might have wished to have been born looking more like George Clooney than Yoda, but I have never thought for one second about trying to achieve that by resorting to cosmetic surgery.
As with ‘Fake News’, we now live in times where people can also enhance their bodies or appearance by resorting to fakery of some kind. Lip plumping, breast enlargement, wrinkle removal, buttock inserts, to name but a few. And I am not just talking about women of course. Men are having their chins sculpted, chest muscles enhanced, hair woven, and even cheekbones altered surgically. Driven by the desire for that perfect look, a large percentage of the populations of some countries appears to be willing to undergo any pain and discomfort, and to spend a significant part of their income too. Some people have even ‘changed’ the colour of their eyes, by wearing contact lenses designed to give them that ‘piercing blue’ effect.
I thought about what I might change about myself, if I was brave enough, and rich enough to go about it. I have always wished that I had been a little taller. Not a basketball player height, but six feet tall would have been nice. I doubt that would really be possible, but it would have been a change not to have spent so much of my life looking up. Although I lost most of my hair in my early forties, that never bothered me much. I had it cut very short all the time anyway, and the change was minimal. But I have spent my life disliking the heavy bags under my eyes, which appeared when I was still young. Years ago, I read that the procedure to remove them was simple, and relatively cheap. But that old terror of surgery meant that was never going to be a consideration for me.
As you get older, people imagine that you don’t worry so much about how you look. To a degree, that is true, and I would never consider trying to disguise my age by attempting to look younger. Men who wear wigs and toupees just seem sad, as far as I am concerned. But that doesn’t mean that I am comfortable with having the beginnings of a ‘turkey neck’, or jowls like those on my dog. Maybe I would change those if surgery wasn’t involved, I’m not sure. Because I am a coward when it comes to surgical procedures, I am going to have to live with what life has thrown at me, and how my face and body appear to the world.
But what about you? What would you change, if I had a magic wand?
Anything? Or nothing at all?