Ridiculously Large Breast Implants
Mirror, mirror on the wall…
I’ve always been fascinated by intense body modifications. Now of course when I say that, generally it conjures up images of tattooists or piercers, extremists like the Enigma or Tiger Man. But visually, I’m fascinated by people who physically do too much anything. Lift weights too much, eat too much, too much dieting, too much tan & cosmetics, too much plastic surgery. I think self image is always skewed no matter who you are. We never see ourselves in a realistic lens. I’ve always been in pretty good shape. But for a couple periods in my life, including recently, I’ve put on a lot of weight. But in my head I was still in great shape. The loose 34′s turned into tight 36′s. into 38′s. I was baffled by what was happening, convinced my cloths were shrinking. What I saw differed from what others saw. The mirror lies to us. To some more than others.
When a woman stuffs silicon beach balls into her chest, her mirror is seriously warped. Generally women who get extreme breast implants do it gradually. They go from an A to a C, then to a D, then to a DDD and for some, more. Each time they look in the mirror and think, “Hmmmm. This is great, but it would be even better if…” There is a generally negative public view towards implants and a very negative view of circus sized ones, but the women who get them are usually pleased. Now this is the point where I’m supposed to say these are seriously ill people, women so conditioned to be objectified that they only see themselves as walking tits, women who are so desperate for the attention of men that they disfigure themselves, etc. etc.
But you know what? I’m not going to say that. Because as the director of the Video Circus I do stand by the assertion that we live through our own perception. Do these women enjoy the (perceived) positive attention? Yes. Does it improve their self esteem? Yes. Is it totally warped, twisted and unreal? Yes, but so what? It’s their bodies, their minds, their world that they have to live in. Life is hard, let people do what they have to do to get by. Right now I’m spending 3 hours a day in the gym and eating lettuce for every meal, and I’m in great shape. When I was eating cheese steaks for breakfast I thought I looked the same and I was happier. There are times when I wish the illusion hadn’t been broken.
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