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Our Lips are Sealed

 I hate to say it, but I gave in to having augmentation done to my body. 

I had been contemplating breast implants for a while, have friends that have had them done, and even dependent on how much money you want to spend, (about $12,000 plus if you want the real natural feeling ones) augmenting anything is not a sure thing, and even with breast implants, you still have to go back in 10 years or so to have them replaced and redone. 

No, I didn't have breast implants, and now, I never want to. 

I have been doing little things here and there such as getting Myers cocktails, vitamin infusions, Microdermabrasion to refresh the skin, and have even had an invasive procedure done called Votiva where now I don't "pee myself a little" when I run. 

Nice and tight and cozy. 

Okay, TMI, but still... 

Anyway, I can see why women (and sometimes men) become addicted to these types of procedures because once you get started, you want to try something new and different because you are curious about what it would be like. 

It looks good on him and or her, so it has to look good on me. 

Or at least that was my thinking anyway. 

Ever hear of that saying, "if you can't change your life, change your hair color"?

Well, it's a lot like that. 

Unless you are trying to cover a lot of greys, you don't necessarily need a different color, you just want something... different. 

What procedure did I have done?

I had lip enhancement called Volbella. 

It's the sister lip enhancement to Juvaderm. 

I will be honest, immediately after having it done I felt instant regret. 

My natural lips were beautiful already and I am not sure why I felt the need to enhance them.

Sure, wearing lipstick would be cool.

Looking as if I am walking around just waiting to give someone a blowjob is kinda nice if you're into that sort of thing. 

Looking overly sexy. 

Not giving random blow jobs. 

Get your head out of the gutter. 

So now basically that my lips are bigger, I feel like my nose needs to be smaller. 

I also notice that my fine lines around my eyes are more pronounced, and the only youthful look that I am sporting right now the moment, are the myriad of pimples that have suddenly appeared on my face. 

You can say that I have knowingly and willingly inserted myself into a type of dilemma.

The good thing is that it is reversible, and I can call as soon as tomorrow and schedule an appointment to have the enzyme hyaluronidase inserted to essentially melt the filler away restoring my lips back to their natural state. 

Or... I can wait it out two weeks and see if Ashley, the lip enhancer expert, is correct in her assumption that they will look gorgeous and I will wonder how I ever lived without them. 

Ashley, the same woman that I had to see on two separate occasions because she hadn't made my lips even remotely symmetric and they are a bit lopsided if you will. 

Yeah, I don't know. 

It's a choice that I am glad I have options to make. 

What I do know is that I should have saved the money and put it toward flight lessons, or my upcoming trip to Florida, or dental work, or anything, rather than mess around with mother nature just to have a nice set of plump, juicy, lopsided lips. 


  1. Just tilt your head the opposite direction and they'll be even.

  2. I think I just one of those pumps that can add volume when it starts to get low or off kilter. Or, I could tilt my head to one side. That might work too! Ha!


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