Speaking of which, i watched one of those plastic surgery gone bad shows last night. Oh man, never, never, never. I'm a B- and i'm gonna stay a B-. Unless i go down to an A. Which i have actually with this recent weight loss. TMI, sorry.
Don't worry about TMI. I was as flat as an ironing board until I became pregnant with my first baby. Went up to a C. Now, and this is wierd, I lost weight everywhere, and now my bras are too big. Everywhere except my stomach and ankles which are swollen beyond belief. Nope, I'm not pregnant.
I don't think there are any compelling reasons for me to get plastic surgery at this point in my life. I hate pain!!!