Monday, 15 October 2012

Surgery

The other night Eldest Daughter and I were having a chat and she mentioned that she wants to eventually have cosmetic surgery on her nose. I somewhat understand where she's coming from… when she was little her nose looked a lot like mine (small & button-like) but as she goes through her teenage years it seems that the bridge is becoming quite pronounced, giving her a bit of a hook nose.

She gets this from her father's mother, who has a rather generous hooter herself. Daughter's nose is nowhere near as pronounced as her grandmother's but she is very image-conscious, so she compares her nose unfavourably to everyone around her and she clearly has some dysphoria about it. Nothing to do with gender; just general dysphoria with the way it fits on her face.

Boy, can I relate about dysphoria.

So she said that if she could have plastic surgery some day, she'd like to get her nose done. I tried to reassure her that it doesn't look bad, but I'd understand if she'd feel happier with having it done. She then asked me what plastic surgery I'd have done if I could.

A meaningful glance downwards and a salacious wink was all the answer she needed.

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