The other day, I was looking for some water-based paint to re-freshen a few furniture pieces in my home. These pieces are easy to clean and move, hence my wish to protect them and prolong their life.
Over the years, I had to take some hard decisions such as replacing old, but beautiful ,solid wooden items that I liked, with lighter items - just because I didn't want to work hard , or be dependent on cleaning ladies.
While in the store, I heard someone call my name with a question mark intonation at the end. I turned my head but saw no one familiar. After a few seconds, I heard my name again and a woman, whom I did not recognize, approached me and introduced herself. She was an acquaintance, a former neighbor.
Her mask was under the chin, but with or without the mask, I couldn't have recognized her, as her face was totally changed. She looked different, obviously as a result of plastic surgery.
I'm very much in favor of people trying to improve their appearance and confidence by softening wrinkles, even reshaping the nose which is right in the middle of the face - but changing the whole face - that's crazy.
Not young, not wealthy... not ugly either, just an ordinary woman; so what's got into her, why all this?I didn't ask her any questions. I hoped, perhaps, she'd raise the subject herself, but she didn't. So , though shocked, I tried to behave naturally.
She rearranged her mask to cover nose and mouth, and keeping distance, we exchanged a few nice, polite words for old time's sake.