Botox

I have never (ever) understood why people use artifical means to hide their age. It must be a psychological affliction.

Today, when I took the train into town, life afforded me 32 minutes of staring at two Russian ladies who had managed to get some physician to “ignore” his/her hypocratic oath to completely disfigure two individuals who now look like a deceased Darth Vader, warmed over in a defective microwave oven.

I have many friends who have – like me – turned old(er). They all look great and, if I may be permitted to say so, the ladies on that list look better than ever. And I don’t only have one in mind. ☺

The two victims I saw today looked like a spectacular Legoland death, melted plastic and all. Smiles frozen, outrageously pneumatic lips … and a totally scary demeanor to make a potential “Zombie Apocalypse” a minor event in comparison.

Just don’t, please.

Stay the way you are … and be proud of it.

Back to my cocktail(s).
They make me look younger every day. ☺

Posted by Volkher Hofmann

Volkher Hofmann (deus62) has been blogging on and off since the 1990s and deus62.com is all that is left. He loves music, literature, drumming and, most of all, real life. He thinks the open web is much more important than social networks, closed-in ecosystems and other severely commercialized online endeavors.

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