As a young woman my body was slim, lean and petite, like Audrey Hepburn, which other women yearned for. My sister and friends were envious of my body!
I wanted a fuller, curvier figure, as to me I looked like a boy! My boobs were non-existent.
Falsies, as they were called then, silicone implants now, were very expensive so not an option for a young working class girl.
I got married, had a busy life bringing up my two kiddies, working etc and the dream of a voluptuous body faded as attitudes to large boobs changed. Models became skinny up top and below and I felt quite lucky to be slim.
Then the ageing process kicked in, in my 40’s and I put on weight and suddenly developed Boobs!
I quite liked having them, I felt more feminine and my clothes hung better.
Trouble is the halcyon days didn't last long! Approaching my 60’s the larger I got and so did my Boobs!
Now nearing 70 my whole body’s heading South. Ahhhh!!
And I got to thinking, what if I’d had the implants, where would they end up now?
I’m so glad I didn’t have them done as I‘d be on the floor with the weight of them.
I made this bird (the purple and green one), a few years ago, to document my body's journey, it sits in my craft area and it‘s a very precious reminder to me to enjoy life whatever body you’re in.
I tried to take a new photo of it but for some reason my new printer has wiped out my memory card drive which enabled me to load my photos onto my laptop. Until I sort it out I cannot upload photos to my blog!! Very frustrating!!!
Thank you for reading my story and I hope you have a lovely Sunday!