For you lucky few who have the privilege to know me
personally, you'll all be able to agree that I am rather an opinionated person.
(If you don't realise this by now, please make effort to get to know me better.
Bring me some cookies. Buy me a sambuca and we'll be best friends.) Aside from
that, I'm also a rather opinionated person with nothing to do for at least the
next month other than read newspaper articles online. And today, I came across
a rather interesting one.
Now, I realise that I have already ranted about the government
pressuring us lovely British people that we need to generally be better at
everything. But this article really bothered me. To all you 'manly men' out
there reading this delightful blog, I'm
going to introduce you to a topic that circles women like a shopaholic let
loose at a shoe sale. Something which you think you understand, but let's face
it, as men, you don't understand much other than the offside rule and eating.
So, here we are lads, the one thing you can't fathom about women - Breasts.
Yes boys, BREASTS. Not boobs. Not tits. Not nunga nungas,
(though if you do have the chance to watch Angus, thongs and perfect snogging,
I thoroughly recommend it.) Looking at breasts in lads magazines isn't going to
broaden your knowledge of the subject, though it may distract you from zombie
games for five seconds. Pretending to be fascinated by the quality of writing
on page three of the Sun won't do it either - and yes we've all been there.
Including me.
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| Different shapes and sizes don't make us different |
Boys, I know it's tempting but let's try not to objectify
women, eh? We have enough trouble as it
is, what with all our 'sandwich making', 'ironing', 'cleaning' and shoe
shopping to do. I don't think we need a
bunch of lads talking to our chests and not our faces on top of our problems. I'm
not saying women are oppressed these days, but I'm not saying that we aren't
either. But, that's a topic for another blog.
Now, as I've already said, I came across a rather
interesting article today, courtesy of the BBC themselves. The link is just
here >> BBCnews - Health. But, as we are the British population and we are slowly becoming too lethargic
to even click a button, here's an overview.
So round 7,000 women in England along are being checked for
have faulty breast implants. And around 47,000 women who live in the United
Kingdom go under the knife privately, rather than with the NHS. I remember once reading that over 300,000 a women a year in
the US alone undergo breast augmentation. That's a lot.
Apparently, there has been a major cause for concern regarding
breast enhancement as it has recently been discovered that the cosmetic service
industry may have been using substandard materials. The materials aren't toxic
but, there are safety concerns. The French started the whole thing off,
interfering in the way only the French can. Though, to give them credit, they
were fully justified to do so in this situation. These PIP implants were
statistically found to have double the risk of rupturing.
It isn't even the risk of having toxic tits that deters me
from having implants. If anything, I'd have a breast reduction from a D cup to
a C cup but, sadly, I am a poor student without a job and with enough common
sense not to go through with it. Ladies, we all want to change something about
ourselves, but selling off the family pet and taking out a loan with 1746% APR
is a bit extreme. Let's all just calm down. Put the kettle on. Have an Irish
coffee. And in the words of Uncle Bryn from Gavin and Stacey; "WILL YOU
JUST LOOK AT YOURSELVES??"
You are BEAUTIFUL the way you are. You are born with
everything you have and frankly, you should be grateful. Like I've said in a
previous blog, and a billion times about the world's population, it's the
person inside and not the package that counts.
Admittedly, we Britons enjoy pointing out our flaws to not
only ourselves, but each other. The amount of times I've asked my boyfriend if
my bum looks big in something is ridiculous. Plus, even when I get the answer I
want, (ALWAYS a resounding NO, for future reference boys), I'm still not
satisfied. We women never are. But that doesn't mean we should go under the
knife unnecessarily to embrace
ourselves.
Plus, let's be honest here, nobody wants to end up looking
like Katie Price. It isn't natural beauty and it isn't a true depiction of the
typical British woman. Breast implants, lipo suction, bum enhancement and face
lifts - all of them just make you look like a Barbie doll. I'd rather look like
Ursula from the little mermaid and be happy than fear for my face if I get too
near an open flame.
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| Valeria Lukyanova - The 21 year old Ukrainian seeking to be the real life Barbie doll |
Not to mention all the dangers that come with surgery
itself. Women often have had to have additional surgery to fix their haphazard
breasts, have complained of joint problems and suffered symptoms similar to 'Rheumatoid
Arthritis ', (type it into Google and prepare to be put off surgery.) Some
women have even had to take steroids to fix the millions of repercussions of
cosmetic surgery, which, have negative effects in themselves.
Girls, I'm not saying the fires of hell will burn down on
you should you even consider cosmetic surgery. And I'm not saying that some
very obnoxious people may even encourage you to do it. I just want to make it
clear that this is 2012. Our rights to be strong and independent women weren't
handed on a silver platter. The sandwiches and crumpets might've been, but our
rights to think for ourselves weren't. Try to embrace your bodies. Don't allow
the media to pressure you into becoming something you weren't built to be.
Anyway, that's enough of that from me. If my negative
ranting isn't enough to put you off enhancing yourself , feel free to watch
Embarrassing Bodies on Channel 4. You will never eat at ten o clock in the
evening again.
With my sincerest thanks to my boyfriend, who lies to me every
day about my 'beach ball body'. If you enjoy my ranting, I'm sure you'll enjoy
his a lot more!
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