Desperately seeking plumped up lips

my lip filler decision journey...

It started slow. Like… real slow. First, it was a few girls on my feed with those plush, pillowy lips. You know the ones—where it looks like they’re permanently blowing a kiss. I’d double-tap, keep scrolling, not even think twice. Then it was in my every day life. Then I started watching Love Island and well you already know. And somewhere along the line, my brain started stitching together a new narrative without my permission.

Maybe that’s what I need, I thought one day. Not a new serum or a better contour technique. Just a little plump. A little puff. A tiny injection and boom—face complete. Something to make my 43 year old face pop!