Dying to Be Beautiful << -_-

I thought the plastic surgery trend would have died out by now. I thought people would have looked at all of these celebrities, and said Daaaaaammmmnnn! I don't want to turn out like that. Nope, people kept doing what they were going to do regardless. The next trend that popped up was when Nikki Minaj decided she wanted a new ass, and wow, she got one. Unfortunately women are willing to go to the black market to do so, which results in death in some cases.  In this instance a woman went to get her butt injected with silicone. Not the same silicone that had been used in the past with breast implants mind you, but the type of silicone you buy in a tube from the hardware store.

Let me get this straight. She let some unknown woman with no medical background what so ever inject some hardware store material used to seal a bathtub to a cheap vinyl shower wall, and she failed to see that as dangerous? O_o  Is she even serious?!    That being said, people in general are hell bent on making themselves more attractive to the opposite sex.  We take supplements, herbs, minerals and formulas that promise rock hard abs, dramatic weight loss, bigger um...assets, whiter teeth and so on and so fourth. We undergo cosmetic surgeries, and inject botox to prevent aging, or to have fuller features. Why is this even okay? Has there ever been a time when it was okay to not enhance yourself by taking drastic measures?  Then again, what is considered drastic? Are there any people out there that may say getting braces to fix crooked teeth is drastic but wouldn't scoff at the idea of getting breast augmentation, or liposuction?  In all honesty, I feel that if a person has to poison themselves by injection via medical professional or otherwise strictly for vanity purposes, something is very wrong here.  Are we really that vain? Has there ever been a time where a person's personality mattered before anything else?

Before you start wondering. I am not a model by any means.  Never in my natural Black life have I been described as a 'dime'. Hell, I don't think anybody has described me as a dub when it comes to my appearance. Now that I look back I think the last time I was called cute was when I had all my baby teeth at age 5.  When I was a teenager, I had some serious self esteem issues to the point where I would sit in the bathroom mirror and imagine myself with smaller lips and a skinnier nose due to all the hate I received by my peers and  even adults.  When no one was looking, I even thought of killing myself.  But those days are long gone. I'm happy with my Black nose and my thick kissable lips. I don't wear makeup, and I took the time to learn to take care of my skin so I wouldn't have to. Unfortunately, nobody told me that when I hit the 30s, Puberty 2.0 was going to set in, and  I was going to get some crazy acne that doesn't take the same treatment that it did when I was a teenager, and that the blemishes left behind are going to be something awful, but anyway, this article is not about my ug'lass so I'll stop here.

Why are people constantly being bombarded with all of this stuff that will improve (insert whatever thing we should be worrying about here)? Why are people getting their butt holes bleached, I mean, I never see my butt hole, but shouldn't keeping it clean be enough? Then again, I don't think I want to know why somebody would want it bleached in the first place. That right there is a sign that vanity is king and it doesn't matter how ratchet a person is, as long as they look good while being ratchet, all is well. That being said << Get the Fuck Outta Here with that bullshit. How is a so called fine ass person going to get through life with an attitude like hot dookie juice? I suspect that eventually people would get tired of them and their shit, and not deal with them anymore. Do they think they are going to continue to look like that for the rest of their lives or something? Do they think the more surgery and stuff they get done, the better they will age? What kind of broke logic is that?  The same goes with naturally beautiful people with bad attitudes. Maybe people are afraid of getting old. Why is that? Maybe I'm okay with it because I'm already kinda funny looking, so getting old must not be so bad. I mean I've already accumulated years of not caring about what people think about my looks, so I must be a veteran to them. They must see me and be like, "Wow, is she serious?! How does she even live like that?" I don't know what they think, I only know my life experience. I guess I'm going to keep doing what I do. People always say that "beauty is only skin deep, but ugly is to the bone". Go ahead and keep saying that. But I don't think anybody is going to catch me looking like this, this, this or this at any stage in my life because I'm afraid to get old. I'm just saying,  I've seen really old wedding pictures of beautiful people when they were full of vitality and youth, but you'd never know it when looking at them at their current state.

Anyway, plastic surgery... bad. Loving the skin you're in...good.  RIP Michael Jackson.