March 28, 2017
GETTING MY MANDALA ON AT YOGATARA WITH LINA TARA SECRET BANDAR UTAMA LOCATION, KUALA LUMPUR
By the time you read this I may well already be on an operating table. Today, I’m checking into a hospital in Kuala Lumpur at 16:00 (GMT+8) where I’ll spend the night prepping for the following life-changing morning: the day I take the first steps in my plastic surgery journey. Hold my hand, we're going in deep...
IN THE INTEREST OF TRANSPARENCY...
My choice to undergo surgery in the name of vanity or rather my decision to be public and candid about it may seem odd to the uninitiated; given my upbringing and traditional East Asian demureness as well as the last vestiges taboo surrounding going under the knife. Regarding the former; Asians of a certain Oriental persuasion - I'm talking about the Overseas Chinese in Malaysia, Thailand, and Singapore; the Chinese, and especially the South Koreans - are increasingly conspicuous consumers of cosmetic procedures. In fact, most if not all of my extended circle in Kuala Lumpur have had or is seriously considering both invasive and non-invasive plastic surgery ie. fillers, Botox, implants, lateral canthoplasty and blepharoplasty (cutting or sewing double eyelids) etc. Honestly, for a while I felt like a dying breed given that the most drastic improvement I've had done to my looks was eyebrow embroidery (microblading) back in 2012: the faded, dubious rust-coloured stain of which now lives on my face looking like shameful skid marks. Please don't think that I'm jumping on the beauty bandwagon to keep up with the Joneses or rather the Kardashian-Jenners (of course, the fat lips I was mocked relentlessly for as a teenager are now the top selling product...) - the point I'm simply trying to make is that discussing or contemplating cosmetic surgery is becoming more acceptable in the East.
As for the latter reason for potential side-eye? It is precisely the lingering taboo around cosmetic surgery that compels me to be as honest and open as I can possibly be. It seems astonishing that a culture that celebrates and promotes a beauty standard unattainable by many would mock and vilify the very people who seek to reach those standards. To each their own, and to each their own opinions; but I find it disheartening at best (whatever happened to "live and let life?") and at its worst, dangerous. Dangerous that those who've had work done are held up as ideals of beauty yet the person is a target for vitriol while their newly bought looks are celebrated. All this does is compel some to be dishonest, which is especially bad if those who chose to lie are in the public eye and thus in a position of influence because it promotes the message: "If you want to be OMG INTERNET FAMOUS* get lip fillers/breast implants but then act all coy about it while selling a lifestyle to an impressionable audience and making bank by lying! Teeheeheee!" Fangirls will eventually stop drinking the Kool-Aid...but why build an empire on lies just to avoid criticism from detractors who shouldn't matter? 'Tis better to be disliked for who you are than loved for who you're not. Perpetuating a fallacy is not a legacy to be proud of.
*another thing I don't love: tween twits deciding they don't need an education, just YouTube to get ahead in life. STAY IN SCHOOL KIDS