If you were given the opportunity, handed over the money, the time, and the chance for perfection, would you take it for the perky breasts you once had, or never had, or the flat stomach with that extra skin tucked away, less cellulite, or would you say, 'piss off, I have this body because of pregnancy, because I have two beautiful children!'
I would be lying if I didn't say I wanted the stomach I had before little people. I would also be lying if I said I wouldn't love a set of breasts that actually fitted a "real" bra. I am opting for some cosmetic surgery of my own. A lot less invasive, and a lot less noticeable to others. I am starting my journey for the perfect smile tomorrow.
I have no doubt the excitement is a lot less, than it is on this side of the computer. I have always wanted to smile big in photos. Show off my teeth. If you were to stand in front of me, make me laugh, and talk to me, I would show my teeth, and you would see me smile. I was once called smiley in high school. It was actually one of the teachers that started the nickname for me. I would smile a lot. It was a mask to cover the pain on the inside. I was covering up the little girl that was getting abused every two weeks. The smile was also real. I was a happy girl too. Well liked by everybody at school, and loved by my mum, my siblings, and all of my mum's friends. The self confidence went over the years, and the smile stopped showing in photos. It became the big lip smile.
Now Keely smiles with just her lips in photos. I need to change that.
So for me, the excitement of these teeth, of this smile I will wear, and wear so BIG, like Julia Roberts, (yes I know, I wish), is a whole lot more than just the perfection of straight teeth, less crowding; it is allowing that child inside to finally smile, and to show my little people that self esteem is a whole lot more than those perfect teeth.
These are the only images I could find, that were candid, and friends captured of me with teeth.... before I could hide them away. You might think they are not that bad. I need about 4 teeth removed from the bottom, and ironically they are going to push my gums up to make my teeth look bigger. So that Julia Roberts smile might not be that out of reach!
Would you buy yourself some perky breasts, or the washboard stomach? What would you buy to make yourself feel ace. Would it be as simple as the holiday on your own to be you, the new cupboard full of clothes, the perfect teeth you always wished for, or all of the above?!