Saturday, February 23, 2008
Not plastic surgery (I'm too miserly for that) but this hols, I had gone to the doctor to fix my complexion. It probably did not cost as much as surgery, but the total still came up to a 4-figure sum. Bye-bye CNY hongbao and my pay for Jan, its as though I am always slaving for my face. It is truly painful to part with money like that, all for the sake of beauty.
Am I vain?
I think I am. I can make excuses like my relatives and friends have been advising me to do this (my aunt actually sponsored part of the treatment and was the one who recommended the doctor to me). However I know deep in my heart that if I did not want it for myself, no amount of peer pressure would make me do so - it wasn't just the financial side, the treatment was often a painful process, plus the clinic was all the way in Bukit Timah!
As a follow up to my previous post, I wanted to write how women who undergo plastic surgery probably suffer from insecurity. Having said that, am I like them? Aren't I also trying to improve my looks? Maybe its not as drastic as cutting through skin and bone, but isn't the underlying reason the same?
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