So I'm back after a long hiatus...
And to jump right in i want to talk about beauty, what it means to me. I know that's common fact that as human beings we can never be happy with who we are, both inside or out, that is what the multi billion pound beauty industry is for.
Although not everybody takes their beauty regimen as serious as some, and at the same time others take it more serious than they should. I consider myself to sit with those who settle in between. Even though some might say that my collection of lotions and potions (inc. moisturisers, toners, exfoliaters, body butters, etc.) a bit excessive, I consider it perfectly necessary. If it wasn't for my 'beauty box' I wouldn't be fit to face the world on a daily basis.
My whole point is, when does it all become TO MUCH. Today I decided to venture into a beauty clinic that specialises in Botox and Dermafillers and at the ripe old age of 20 had a quick consultation with the doctor describing that it is I wanted to achieve, and he basically told me that for a mere £200 I can have lips like Lana Del Rey and a forehead like Nicole Kidman. As unappealing as all of that may sound to most of you, for me it's a dream and I'm now walking the thin line of becoming the next Katie Price. I know the Botox at my age may sound dramatic, but for someone that's been using anti-ageing cream since they were 18 it's not really, the fact is in small doses it can be used as a preventative meaning, I'm going to save myself a fortune in 40 years when it comes time for a facelift, at the same time I'm happy enough with my 'OLAY Regenerist' for now. My main attraction to the whole thing is the idea, that I could finally have that full, voluptuous, Angelina pout that I've dreamed of for the longest time, in only 30 minutes.
So as I debate weather or not to go through with this, I want to leave you all with one final thought, 'how far would you go in the quest for beauty?'. Let me know your answer in the comment section below, and until next time.
XX
JG
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