Plastic Surgery Doesn’t Make You Pretty, and The Hulk

9 04 2010

OK, so even though I no longer need to write this blog for school, I wanted to write about my experience on the subway last night. I know some of you really like this blog, so, this one is for you.

I took the subway for the first time in a week last night. Since I’m working uptown, I no longer need to ride the train. But last night I did. I was with Anthony and we got on the subway together at Bloor and Yonge. Sitting in front of us was the fakest looking woman I have ever seen.

And no, she didn't look good, like Heidi sort of does.

This woman looked like she had everything done: Her boobs were large and, well, not natural. She had a very slim body (liposuction maybe?), her brows were lifted, her face was botoxed, her nose job, well, was a nose job, and she had lip injections. Her hair was dyed unnaturally blonde and I don’t know what else I have to say. She did not have good skin. It looked really scary actually. It may have been her pores or maybe she just had a chemical peel. I was kinda scared.

I never knew Carrot Top before his change.

I don’t want to sound like a bad person. I’m just a very natural person. I couldn’t even guess how old this woman was. I don’t believe in plastic surgery. I think people should get let their wrinkles show, you should be happy with the way you are. The thing about this woman, was she wasn’t happy. She didn’t get any extra attention. I’m sorry if I’ve offended anyone with this topic. But come on! Enough is enough!

On the other hand, on the same ride, I came face to face with The Hulk himself!

Ok, well not Lou, but a guy who looked exactly like him. It was crazy! He had huge arms and he just strolled into the subway car with his gym bag (of course) and just stood there.

I gave him a once over (I mean, he was HIGE!) and looked over at Anthony and squeezed his not as big biceps. I don’t think he noticed the guy because I’m sure he would have flexed or something. And I laughed.

Imagine hugging that guy!! I would be squished. Muscles have never tickled my fancy, I mean, come on buddy, you could kill someone with those guns!

So those were my latest victims of my blog.

A shout out to Sarah, who ran to the closing doors of the subway and left me stranded on the platform for not running as fast. Thanks, Sarah.


And a shout out to Katie R, whom I had a lovely conversation with waiting for the train: me on the westbound side, and her on the eastbound side.


Bye for now.

*Just to straighten things up, Anthony did see the Hulk and knew I would compare The Hulk to him.