The reason I ask is that I have heard stories recently about highly successful professional women (that is, in professions nowhere near the entertainment industry) having serious plastic surgery–as in, massive breast implants and obvious facelifts.
How does a successful woman with a busy professional and personal life have time or energy for big, bad str!pper t!ts? It all seems just too exhausting and cumbersome. The only people I know who have had cosmetic surgery have had breast reductions, because they had developed chronic back problems, or because they couldn’t do the things they loved (dance, jog, etc.) And who after age 15 really thinks that big b00bs are the answer to life’s problems?
Is having cosmetic surgery the ultimate postfeminist maneuver for otherwise successful, smart, and talented women? Without feminism, I suppose it’s easy to think that your midlife disappointments and frustrations are the fault of your essentially flawed body. What do you think? Are new b00bs out of the question, but you’d consider a little botox here, a little dermabrasion there. . . ?
I see this fixation on perfecting the female body as a major enabler of patriarchal equilibrium in these modern times. When, I wonder, will grey hair on women look “distinguished,” instead of something to disguise? When will wrinkles make us look wise and experienced, instead of like old bags? When will women be permitted to just enjoy their bodies instead of seeing them as a collection of flaws and cosmetic problems in need of fixing? Oh well–I’m sure I’ll never live to see the day.
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