I've always needed support. Even when I was a budding youngster, it seemed one day I was full and perky and the next slightly saggy. Sure I exercised, but in the years when liberation was in its full glory, who was I to bind up what nature (and women everywhere) demanded to be set free. That and giving birth to my first child at the age of eighteen, didn't help matters.
But I haven't thought much about it. I've always managed to present the girls in a way that, I thought, was most flattering. I've even had some rather nice compliments on them. But when RL so generously offered to pay for surgery to give them a lift, I became a little self-conscious about their appearance. That is until my mammogram the other day. Turns out the "big floppy ones" are the best for that sort of thing.
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Hoo boy, Phyllis. . .
I'm sure yer girls are just fine, in the full Proverbs 5:19 sense of things (Molly, btw, spent several minutes rolling in laughter the first time I called hers 'the girls' in her hearing. . .)
When we got married, Molly's were, um, really nice. Not huge, just really nice. Eight kids later, they're kinda, um, depleted. But, in the sense of having done their duty, and done it well, I'm always careful to express nothing but admiration for 'em. Besides which, they're mine, and I love 'em. . .
But, as you might guess, Molly is no great fan of mammograms. . .
Ouch. So many women in Sybil's peer group have had "some work done" that it seems almost natural. As we get older, we all tend to need a little support.
Funny, I just commented on another blog, how much nicer natural is, than the fake round basketball gals, ugh.
'Sides, if yours have done their primary duty by the offspring, any sagging, etc, has been well earned!
That reminds me===I need to have the squash exam!!! Better call today.
Don't you just hate when you're rocking along, feeling pretty good about yourself & someone, someone you value the opinion of, reminds you that time takes it toll on all of us?????
I almost went back to contact lenses this past fall, until hubby realized that the bags under the eyes show up so much better when not hidden by glasses!!! And the glasses nowdays are soooo cute.
Hey, just be thankful the gals are healthy---so many don't get that report. So just keep the gals as are, and be healthy!!!
wow--I can't imagine the DH doing something like that. On the other hand, I totally wouldn't mind if he offered to get me a tummy tuck! And a personal trainer. Possibly a chef.
Treasure whatcha got, baby.
Well now, I ain't allowed to talk about this subject at home so I'll do it here! No worries, I'll be brief ....
Queenie talked a time or two about getting a 'lift'. She wasn't thrilled with my response: "I like 'em just the way they are. Pure and natural, the way they should be. The way our life together has made 'em. But I'm cool with whatever would make you happy."
Anyhow ....
Good post.
My wife has been looking for some work, but not "with the girls" but for her face as she's getting some lines/wrinkles she doesn't like.
I initially said no, but have since acquiesced and have helped investigate for her. I love her for who she is but she needs to be happy as well.
Ron
I think I'd be too scared in this phase of my life to alter what's going on under my neck right now, but I can totally follow what you're saying here. For now, sigh, it's push ups for me. Like exercise pushups, which I will never love, no matter if they help the girls or not!
I like to refer to mine as National Geographic....so it is good to know that feature comes in handy for at least one thing. :)
I used to worry about the sagginess of my Double Ds, but what I've learned is that the kind of man to which I'm attracted doesn't ever seem to mind the sag factor. Since then I've gotten real comfortable with them in their natural state. Anybody who doesn't like 'em can go screw themselves.
took me awhile to figure out what the heck you were talking about...
:)
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