En français (lien avec le blog "femmes bafouées, battues et autres futilités..)
Once upon a
time, there was a woman who refused to age, to have wrinkles, thighs and
"panties" so-called "of horse", the breasts, as light cars which pass from
high beams to low... in fact, none that "Vogue" disapprove. No problem, she found plastic surgeons to cut, stretch, tighten,
tattoo ("permanent" makeup), liposuck... and I take breast
here, and I hang up higher, and I add a little flesh there and remove a bit elsewhere,
then I raise up eyes, (but the eyebrows
disapear, never mind, I tattoo), I hollow cheeks, remove "pockets" under eyes .. and
finally, I inject silicone and collagen to smooth all perfect as an plasterer a wall, this,
very regularly ie once the substance "disappears" (where? And to
do what? Big mystery, no one knows) and the wrinkles were back again (biotox? No, not here).. because sometimes these reworks do not age well, it happens they make like
waves, the navel decentred, don't stay in the middle of the below, a breast, like a defective car flashing, turns to left... In short, when one subscribes to these costly reworks -whose the protocols
sometimes seem lightest- it needs a serious customer-service as "Darty". Until that... damned! an
allergy to silicone, collagen [or some unidentified engine's oil unfit to run boilers] happens: more wrinkles certainly, not at all, but cheeks like
pumpkins ready to explode -and of the same color- with a raging horse's fever...
So, pin pon pin pon ! hospital emergency, where, despite a previous colitis, they stuff her with
anti inflammatories, which work very well (she finally deflates)… but the colitis
explodes (blood in shit). Never mind, the "salazopirine" (a special drug -banned in France but the story doesn't happen in France-) cures that
very well ... but it requires regular monitoring of blood counts (!).. that she doesn't do
because she doesn't know [and anyway, when it is positive, it is too
late.] Leukaemia.
So : beware
of cosmetic surgery, sometimes performed as if we go to the hairdresser, and if possible keep
your meats about "bio" unless extremely urgency.. in the case for example you
have shooting yourself (with a gun!) in your face ! on an evening blues.. because you look not so pretty at 50 years than at 20 ! Rare, happily but it happens ! (so do a woman here because her husband she beloved was runing after ladies younger than her and left her alone.. ok, in a beautiful house with parc and swiming pool, and lot of money.. but without him. She escapes, a miracle.. and, another one, her depression stopped! ) Deus sive natura.
*A very funny movie with Meryl Streep inspired from "Faust", which imagine two women whose principal aim in life is to be and remain physically perfect.. So they run esthetic surgeons, one, another, and another again.. until the day where an "Méphisto" (the devil) puts them the market in hand (he proposes them a deal) : OK, they will stay eternally young and beautiful... but not alive ! so they are : they become kinds of iron robots; for instance to make up, they buy some spray paints and rustproof (!) in masonry shop (and chainsaw, screwdrivers, wrench..) and sometimes, it happens, when one accidently falls down, that her head turns over in the other side !. no problem, the other takes a big hammer and gives her a violent blow to turn it right, it is OK.. and so on... hilarious.
