To Botox or not to Botox?
To Botox or not to Botox? That is the question. Whether tis nobler to suffer the wrinkles and sagging of aging or to take up syringes and scalpels and beat back the evidence of age…
On Twitter this morning, I asked about Botox. I’m genuinely curious. Has anyone had it? What was it like? Why did they do it? Is it pricey? Is it painful? Are there serious side effects?
I asked because I’ve got some super-deep horizontal lines on my forehead that I really just don’t love. They’re the reason I wear bangs, as a matter of fact. And recently I have been thinking, hey, why not? Why not fix ’em up? So I asked. And of course, my wonderful friends told me I don’t need it, I’m beautiful the way I am, that we should embrace our life lines and all that wonderful, positive stuff.
Sure, we should. And if you’ve known me for long, you know I am a strong believer in embracing the way we are, from head to toe. Or am I? We never discuss weight in my family, and we teach the kids that health is all that matters, not size, weight or looks. We talk about being smart, funny, kind, empathetic, generous, helpful… and yes, I tell my kids they’re all those things, plus adorable and beautiful because all these things are the truth. But we don’t focus on the physical.
All my life I have to say, I’ve felt pretty. I’ve also felt, at different times, overweight, less-than, self-conscious, wrinkly, saggy, frumpy, sexy, beautiful, ugly… this week I’ve been feeling more than a little wrinkly, and that’s ok. For the most part I’m really happy with the way I look and I feel like it’s a good representation of who I am. I feel youthful and fun, happy and loving and I hope my face reflects that, I really do.
But oh, those stupid forehead lines. They’ve been there forever, actually. If you look closely at my high school grad photo, the idiotic photographers actually poorly “airbrushed” them out for me (along with my under-eye “wrinkles”). So basically there are orangey lines all over my 18 year old face. Thanks, photogs!
I’m not sure why now, at 37, they bother me, but they sorta do. So I took it to Twitter to learn more about Botox and see if it was something I’d like to do. Most people were adamantly against it, and one person said they’d had it. Out of thousands who follow me. Huh.
And then this afternoon, a PR person was seeking a GTA mom blogger who would be willing to have Botox done (20 units) for free, to blog about the clinic, process and the deal that was being offered on the procedure. A couple people suggested me, since I’d just been talking about it a couple hours before. We emailed back and forth and I was offered the deal.
So what do you think I’m going to do?
What would you do?