tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6806071290718040857.post8055617943985002376..comments2008-12-21T17:58:17.705-08:00Comments on Overclass Blues: (Pt. 2 of 3) On Missing Genealogies, Or How I Learned I Was UglyA Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06268745575091819858noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6806071290718040857.post-26985086043585317962008-09-12T20:22:00.000-07:002008-09-12T20:22:00.000-07:00I used to look at cosmetic surgery websites, like ...I used to look at cosmetic surgery websites, like an addict stares at porn. I dreamed of a day that I could get the miracle of the old nip and tuck. I have desired a breast lift before I knew what they were... pretty much the day after I GOT my boobs.<BR/><BR/>I don't anymore.<BR/><BR/>Maybe it's just the fact that I am pregs, and have that physical satisfaction that come with creation that women sometimes get. But I don't think so. I think it's just been getting more OK for me to be me. And by the way, I have you to thank for part of it... I followed some link or another on this blog (earlier incarnation) and found Shapely Prose, the revelations of which have CHANGED MY LIFE!<BR/><BR/>Awaiting part three.bonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01844859687652489596noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6806071290718040857.post-15075160957100375932008-09-12T18:11:00.000-07:002008-09-12T18:11:00.000-07:00This is a beautiful post. I know what you mean, an...This is a beautiful post. I know what you mean, and you said it much better than I ever could. You have a very pretty brain, A. Sarah, and there's no surgical procedure that can achieve that result for someone who was not as fortunate when the brains were getting handed out. If there were, I'd sign up for it!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03737318737219228654noreply@blogger.com