We all know you got a Designa Vagina!

I just realized that I have no idea what your natural hair color is.

Shh! It was a quasi-secret!

If I had the funds, and wasn't terrified of the recovery period, I would be all over the plastic surgery. With the exception of my feet, which for some reason I rather like, I'd change just about everything about my appearance. I've decided I can't fight against the pressure to have plastic surgery. Prevailing attitudes now are that if you can get it, you do. As it becomes easier - medically and financially - to "fix" one's appearance to be more socially acceptable, it's becoming more and more expected as well.

It is (or was) a sort of amber red brown with bits of honey blond in it. Now, there are large chunks of gray that are multiplying like maggots. I despise gray hair on me. I think there are a few people that can pull it off successfully, but I am not one of them. Besides, I like my current hair color and I like the fact that I can change it at will.

Also, it must be mentioned that plastic surgery is like totally painful.
I was born with a deviated septum. Basically, the divider in my nose was crooked and blocked off both nasal passages. It led to many sinus infections and 100% mouth breathing (not fun). So, I had it corrected.

It.
Freakin.
Sucked!

They packed my sinuses with gauze, they packed my nose with gauze and my face looked like it was beaten with a live tuna fish. It was not fun.
It made me pukey and miserable for about a week.

The end result was great. I can breathe through both nostrils, but the whole ordeal was terrible.

:)

Asa a hairstylist, obviously I'm down with the dye thing. Even if I wasn't a stylist, I see no problem with it. (And most people who do their hair in chunky stripes or off-colors want it to look fake- that's kind of the point. It's a fashion thing, nothing more). I wouldn't want plastic surgery because it's a bit more permanent and what if it went wrong? However, if I had a catastrophic accident or illness that caused disfigurement, I would be running to the surgeon's.

You're so vain

:D

I'm a person that would not likely go under the knife, but I'm chained to the dye-bottle. I won't apologize for it, though, because I'm just a weirdo. I like my pink hair, and I don't care how stupid it looks on a slightly fat going on 50-year-old. My secret goal is to freak young people out. It seems to be working!

Plastic Surgery Disasters is an awesome album.