The Chin and I

What happened to the days when buying a raffle ticket meant, you won a car or a trip to Spain?

I, on the other hand, after shelling out ten bucks for a good cause, won a free consultation with a board certified plastic surgeon.

Even the home Jeopardy Game would have been preferable…but of course I went, it was free after all.

The doctor, who smelled like the Brooklyn Botanical Gardens, asked, if there was anything about my face I found particularly disturbing.

How bout all of it?  No, I kept my Connecticut in check and just said, my chin…or chins if you will.

It’s funny how you only have one your whole life, when suddenly, out pops another as if it had a secret twin, all along.

After rubbing his hands with enough disinfectant to deliver a baby, he lifted those twins with his trusty forefingers…up and down, right and left.

It was more exercise they’ve ever had, making me hope they wouldn’t ache in the morning.

He smiled before saying, “Well, you’re lucky you have such good bones since they compensate for much of the sagging.”

“Sagging?”  Now there’s a word I could live without.

“We could lift and straighten a bit, fill in here and there…nothing too radical, to make you appear fresher.  We call it a lifestyle lift.”

“What does this lifestyle lift cost, may I ask?”

“Oh, it’s nothing…one of our lesser fees…8 thousand or so…give or take, and I can shave a little off the top, just for you.”

“Really, that’s good news since, I’d certainly need a shave.”

So, following the advice of JFK…lets grabs our balls (or chins in this case) and go, I thanked the scented doctor, said, me and my chins would be in touch, and went straight to a bar.

It was the least I could do, their spirits sagging so.

Bottoms Up        

🙂

SB

 

 

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About Susannah Bianchi

I'm just a girl who likes to write slightly on slant. I've had a career in fashion, dabbled in film and to be honest, I don't like talking about myself. Now my posts are another matter so I will let them speak for themselves. My eBooks, A New York Diary, Model Behavior: Friends For Life and Notes From A Working Cat can be found on Amazon.com. Thanks.
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18 Responses to The Chin and I

  1. skinnyuz2b says:

    Susannah, a nice cool drink on a hot day is a much cheaper and less invasive lifestyle lift, ha ha!

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  2. skinnyuz2b says:

    I’m still trying to wrap my brain around your prize!

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  3. I don’t think I’ve ever seen that as a prize even at a Chinese auction. I went to a dermatologist who works out of a plastic surgery group to have some moles (boogers) removed. She charged twice as much as our local big box derm group where I will happily go back next year. The good thing about your second chin is that it’s camera shy, hiding somewhere when the camera comes out! 🙂

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  4. Call it character. No need to EVER lift character…just stay positive and happy!

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  5. You do things I wouldn’t dream of doing and make a good story out of it. I like you the way you are.

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  6. haha! Personally I would love only two chins… I think I am up to a half dozen at least.

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  7. Patricia says:

    I only have one chin. It starts where all chins do and ends somewhere near my collarbone.

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  8. A lifestyle lift? For me, that would be adding some zeros to my bank account while sitting on my private island where 2nd chins are all the rage.

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