How Much Plastic Surgery Have I Had?

You might have noticed I am really trying to include a lot more lifestyle content on my blog lately. As much as I am obsessed with sharing my favourite beauty buys and best places to spend your days out, I think it’s the right time to start sharing a few more personal posts. A few weeks ago I posted about moving 30 times in 27 years, which in everyday life has stirred up a variety of opinions, but I had no reservations whatsoever about sharing it on my blog. Needless to say, I soon realised that there are lots of things I would like to write about on here, so today you’re in for a treat – the next instalment of my for lack of a better phrase “more personal” posts.

Plastic surgery …

Those two simple words have fuelled some of the most controversial conversations, opinions and statements that I’ve ever seen/heard. It’s also two words that I feel get used in two very different extremes. It’s either a dirty word and completely frowned upon or it’s used as an everyday word for those who like to inject or nip and tuck a few things here and there on a regular basis. There never seems to be any middle ground… or at least I haven’t encountered it anyway.

I feel neither is wrong or right and we cannot judge whether it’s acceptable or the right thing to do unless you were in that person’s position and you can fully appreciate the reasons they are basing their decisions on.

Personally, I think it’s acceptable if you have your reasons.

I myself have had two operations for plastic surgery. Again, this is something that surprises most people. To be honest I never know who is more surprised – the person I tell or myself, as I think it’s completely obvious and I’m surprised that they haven’t noticed before.

When I was 13 years old I spent the day out with one of my friends on a 7 mile bike ride. We had a fantastic time cycling through the country lanes in north Scotland. We were on our way home and about 400 yards from the house when I came off my bike and landed face first in the gravel.

#totesglamorous

I quickly sat up, feeling a little bit stunned as I tried to work out what on earth had happened and how I even came off.  It turns out I skidded in some mud. I soon realised when my friend started to panic, that maybe it wasn’t going to be as simple as getting up, going home and my mum washing out the cuts like when I fell over in the garden when I was 5.

It turned out I had quite extensive damage to the right side of my face, that quickly escalated to some complications, talks of skin grafts, all the mirrors in the house being covered and not being allowed to go to school for nearly 4 months. That being said, I was extremely lucky and although it was a long process I healed so well that I surprised most doctors and I was fortunate enough to only need two surgeries on my face.

So for me plastic surgery is not a dirty word and it’s not something to be used light heartedly either. It’s something that I am grateful for and appreciate every single day. At the end of the day your opinion is yours and you should do you, but I think it’s important to appreciate that not all plastic surgery can be grouped into one category and labelled good or bad.

Have you had any plastic surgery before or would you? Let me know in the comments what your thoughts are!

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