Tuesday, May 22, 2012

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Posted by dulwichmum on Fri 6 July 2007

I have been to visit a super clinic this afternoon as recommended to me by my chum Vashi. I went to consult “The Filler King” just to investigate the possibilities.

The skin on this doctor’s face seemed thickened and rubbery. His lips appreared to just flop open when his face was at rest – in the manner of a dribbling baby, and his forehead was motionless. No, no, no, this is not for me I thought…

It is such a shame that this ‘look’ has become so common place. In my opinion the fabulous Trinny is displaying an increasing resemblence to Miss Piggy as the episodes of that makeover show flit past. The doctor really was terribly charming, and I must admit – despite his own strangely motionless face I was ultimately powerless to resist. He practically buttered my face with anaesthetic Emla cream before he commenced (I am such a baby) and now I am terrified to even look in a mirror to inspect his work.

OHMYGOD… What have I done?

Apparently my lips will “calm down” over the next few days!!! The creases from my nose to my mouth have virtually disappeared (I am sure I have a trout pout) and my forehead furrows are no more. My super PA Lydia looked after the poppets while I was off visiting the consulting rooms, and when I returned she appeared overwhelmed but I was not sure whether it as a result of my munchkins’ behaviour or my bizarre facial expression.

The chicks commenced their summer holidays just yesterday, and poor pregnant Ana (the au pair) just wants to sleep. The early days of pregnancy are just so very difficult. I am hoping that by the time James comes in from work tonight I will be asleep and my this nightmare of a day will just disappear. Things are going from bad to worse here in Alleyn Road. I thank the Lord himself that there is a Majestic Wine Warehouse practically on my door step.

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