|images from Study of a Woman's Head|
Who Knows the Nose You'll Get and Other Meaningless Things
open mic night. Just about the age my nose grew in. I always wonder if my kids will get it when they hit puberty. Actually, I'm giddy with excitement to find out. I'm used to mine now, sort of. The other day an ad popped up with before and after pics of someone who got a nose job. The results are always staggering from the profile, and I start to wonder what it would be like to chisel off an inch. But then from the front view, the results are so minimal. I always feel like they look the same. And then I realize it would be such a waste. I'd rather take a trip to Italy. I just googled "italian woman painting profile" and found my twin as captured by Leonardo de Vinci. Don't need much more validation than that. And even though mine still slightly larger than hers, I'll keep it.
Keep reading to see a picture of me with a button nose . . . .