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What’s this?  Why it’s a plastic boob I received as a free gift at this weekend’s bridal expo. BARF! Yes, you are reading this correctly. This is a photo of a plastic boob that was given to the brides-to-be at the Pasadena Bridal Expo by the kind people at Beverly Hills Plastic Surgery.  Because on the most important day of your life, you want all eyes on those big ol’ fake boobies.  Right?  WRONG!  Are these people insane?  The saddest part to me is that women were actually expressing interest in this, chatting up the man in the booth, taking flyers before they headed to the cake samples that were, ironically, right at the next table.  It seems plastic surgery is just the natural next step for people who have already decided to spend thousands of dollars on a dress, hundreds on hair and makeup, people who feel this ridiculous pressure to look perfect for their perfect day.  Remember when you got engaged?  Remember when that special someone told you they wanted to spend the rest of their life with you?  I doubt there were footnotes like, “except with perfect skin, more expensive clothes and bigger boobs”.  Your wedding day is about celebrating two people’s love, not your “perfect” appearance.   I can’t seem to throw the plastic boob away though.  It’s just sitting on my coffee table, staring at me… 

What’s this?  Why it’s a plastic boob I received as a free gift at this weekend’s bridal expo.

BARF!

Yes, you are reading this correctly. This is a photo of a plastic boob that was given to the brides-to-be at the Pasadena Bridal Expo by the kind people at Beverly Hills Plastic Surgery.  Because on the most important day of your life, you want all eyes on those big ol’ fake boobies.  Right?  WRONG!  Are these people insane?  The saddest part to me is that women were actually expressing interest in this, chatting up the man in the booth, taking flyers before they headed to the cake samples that were, ironically, right at the next table.  It seems plastic surgery is just the natural next step for people who have already decided to spend thousands of dollars on a dress, hundreds on hair and makeup, people who feel this ridiculous pressure to look perfect for their perfect day.  Remember when you got engaged?  Remember when that special someone told you they wanted to spend the rest of their life with you?  I doubt there were footnotes like, “except with perfect skin, more expensive clothes and bigger boobs”.  Your wedding day is about celebrating two people’s love, not your “perfect” appearance.  

I can’t seem to throw the plastic boob away though.  It’s just sitting on my coffee table, staring at me… 

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