Women are jealous creatures, no two ways around it.
Oh, you got a great new haircut? Awesome. You look great. *Books hairdressing appointment immediately*
Whether it’s new shoes, weight loss, job promotion, or a surprisingly good looking date; those initial warm snuggly feelings of You Go Girl are usually followed by the sting of jealousy.
And the easiest way to manage that is to go out and chase a similar win. I see those shoes, Becky, and I raise you this fabulous suede side bag complete with this knockoff Fendi fluffy keychain, mmk? And so on.
But what happens when someone you know gets plastic surgery..and looks fabulous?
From my perch in the anti-surgery camp, it has always been my stance to tsk-tsk any celebrity who goes under the knife.
It’s always so obvious, so destructive, and usually – so unnecessary.
But as my peers and I slide down that slippery slope to 30, more and more are opting to smooth out the wrinkles in their egos (and their foreheads).
Just a wee bit, mind you. The odd jab of Botox here, the subtle breast lift there. Women I know who have self-consciously crossed their arms across flat chests for the last 30 years, are suddenly appearing confident and open. Others who were madly trying to cover up creased faces with fringes now appear relaxed and at ease. Slowly but surely I’m starting to fall of my self-righteous perch.
You see, something happens when it’s your friend getting the work done. Maybe it suspends an element of judgement. Or maybe – and I hate to admit this – you just know them well enough to see the positive changes in their personalities after getting it done.