New Year, New Boobs
I literally flew into Arizona, got new boobs, rested for a week and then attended the action-packed Sundance Film Festival. I was in and out of surgery so quick it was like I ordered a soy latte to go.
My best friend and her crew had all been to this particular doctor post breastfeeding. And that's exactly what I was doing ... getting some substance back! There were no body image issues. In fact I could have survived life with my five-inch thick gel bra to support my size A, but the thought of being a B+/C- sounded fun. This was my moment of living dangerously.
I must say three weeks after the operation I'm really happy. They feel so real and a part of me that I can barely remember what I was before. Mind you I can clearly remember the before photos hanging up as I was being put down on the operating table and shouting out, "those photos are exactly why I'm here!"
Size was certainly the biggest factor when I told my friends I was having this done. Because I'm thin they ALL kept saying to me don't go any bigger than a B or else I was going to look like Victoria Beckham with half grapefruits mounted on her chest. That did scare me a little so I made sure even if I pushed it to a little C that they would still look natural ... well as natural as you can look with fake boobs!
I certainly don't want to make a boob job sound so easy when there are many factors to consider. That's why it's important to see a top notch doctor with amazing references you trust. And even then there are still no guarantees of everything working out. I have a few friends who have had serious problems with their implants and it hasn't been a fun road for them. It's definitely a risk ... and I took it knowingly.
I can't believe on the day I got my stitches out (which was seven days after the op) I asked the doctor if I could participate in VW's off road racing challenge at the Sundance Film Festival - a 45 minute grueling race! When he said, "No way!", it still didn't stop me from drumming up a plan to strap, tape and support my breasts in a way that would make it work. That thought lasted until I had visions of my new breasts at the bottom of VW Toureg - not to mention that I would have had no ability to steer the car with severed chest muscles! And besides my husband should see them before such a thing happened!
When I finally got home Jack's reaction was something like, "They're fantastic, they're FAAAntastic, they're FANtastic!!" Men and boobs ... little do they know we do it for ourselves!
I literally flew into Arizona, got new boobs, rested for a week and then attended the action-packed Sundance Film Festival. I was in and out of surgery so quick it was like I ordered a soy latte to go.
My best friend and her crew had all been to this particular doctor post breastfeeding. And that's exactly what I was doing ... getting some substance back! There were no body image issues. In fact I could have survived life with my five-inch thick gel bra to support my size A, but the thought of being a B+/C- sounded fun. This was my moment of living dangerously.
I must say three weeks after the operation I'm really happy. They feel so real and a part of me that I can barely remember what I was before. Mind you I can clearly remember the before photos hanging up as I was being put down on the operating table and shouting out, "those photos are exactly why I'm here!"
Size was certainly the biggest factor when I told my friends I was having this done. Because I'm thin they ALL kept saying to me don't go any bigger than a B or else I was going to look like Victoria Beckham with half grapefruits mounted on her chest. That did scare me a little so I made sure even if I pushed it to a little C that they would still look natural ... well as natural as you can look with fake boobs!
I certainly don't want to make a boob job sound so easy when there are many factors to consider. That's why it's important to see a top notch doctor with amazing references you trust. And even then there are still no guarantees of everything working out. I have a few friends who have had serious problems with their implants and it hasn't been a fun road for them. It's definitely a risk ... and I took it knowingly.
I can't believe on the day I got my stitches out (which was seven days after the op) I asked the doctor if I could participate in VW's off road racing challenge at the Sundance Film Festival - a 45 minute grueling race! When he said, "No way!", it still didn't stop me from drumming up a plan to strap, tape and support my breasts in a way that would make it work. That thought lasted until I had visions of my new breasts at the bottom of VW Toureg - not to mention that I would have had no ability to steer the car with severed chest muscles! And besides my husband should see them before such a thing happened!
When I finally got home Jack's reaction was something like, "They're fantastic, they're FAAAntastic, they're FANtastic!!" Men and boobs ... little do they know we do it for ourselves!
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