Yes, you read that title correctly. I got a nose job in 2009 and again in 2010. (I'll get to the again part in a sec.) It was in high school that I really started to hate my nose. It's when I started to care about what I looked like, how I did my makeup, and all in all, just spent more time looking in the mirror. We're all pretty guilty of this. I had always been slightly insecure about my nose, but one day, a "friend" actually made a comment about my nose, and then I just started hating it even more. I was constantly looking at my side profile in the mirror and wishing so badly I had been born with a nicer nose. Full on trying to hit the bridge of my nose to make the little bump go down. (Stupid, I know, makes zero sense to hit it.) By the time my senior year of high school came around, there was a night I went to my mom and I said to her, "Mom, after high school, would you be mad at me if I got a nose job?" She looked at me and asked me what I didn't like about my nose, and I told her... and she said, "if that's something you really want to do, I'll support you, but you're going to have to pay for it." It was like music to my ears. I was SO happy and SO excited. I had a job right out of high school while going to college, and in December of 2009, I got my nose job. AND I paid for it all on my own. My mom has always stressed the importance of building credit, and that's exactly what she wanted me to do for this surgery... so a payment plan was set up for me to make monthly interest free payments, and I paid it off myself. After a week, I got the cast off my nose and I LOVED my new side profile. I was literally so, so happy. Until.....
That night... really quickly, let me paint a quick picture here: During this time, my bed was against the corner wall. Our family dog, Honey, was sleeping directly behind me, and I had a twin bed, so I was very close to the wall, trying to give my dog all the room lol. Anyway... I had woken up briefly in the middle of the night to adjust... I don't like sleeping on my hair, like the side I'm sleeping on, you know? I like it behind me and not on my cheek, if that makes sense... so when I did a little hair flip to move it, and with my eyes still closed, I slid my face across my pillow, and DIRECTLY SLAMMED MY FACE INTO THE WALL. I was in shock and could not believe that had just happened. I cried instantly, because I just fucking re-broke my nose and it hurt like a bitch, and I was scared to even see what had happened. I went into the bathroom, turned on the light, and a crooked nose is what I saw. I was feeling so many different feelings at this moment. lol. And tried very hard to convince myself that my nose was not crooked. Well, I had to wait a year to get my nose fixed, and during that entire year, I heard way too many people say, "is your nose crooked?" I mean shit, can I catch a damn break?! Anyway, in December of 2010, I went under the knife again. This one was a lot easier, since they didn't have to do much of anything to the bridge of my nose, and just the tip of it. And since I was going under again, I asked for the nose in general to be a little more thinned out.
And that is the nose I have now, lol. Getting a nose job was easily one of the best decisions. It made me feel so much more confident about myself, and I don't find anything wrong with someone doing something for THEMSELVES to make them feel confident. I know some of you may not get this, and that's fine, but I have never looked back. (Please also keep in mind I lived in Orange County my whole life and now live in LA, and plastic surgery is not really a big deal here, if I'm being honest, lol.) Yes, I kept it kind of a secret for a long time from like practically everyone, and just said that I had a deviated septum and needed nose surgery....which, yes, I do actually have a deviated septum, but that's obviously not what I went under the knife for. I'd say it took me about 2 years to begin admitting to people that I had gotten a nose job, and now, I practically yell it from rooftops. Joking. But I totally don't mind telling people anymore and I make jokes about it all the time.
I was extremely excited to get this done, but also VERY nervous. On the day of surgery (first one,) everything went smoothly and I actually enjoyed the whole recovery process. Recovery with the cast on was 7 days. You take a major amount of pills during that tine, but I actually don't remember being in pain. My face was swollen and bruised AF, but I truthfully don't remember feeling it. (My wisdom teeth recovery was worse.) The tip of my nose was really sensitive for literally 3 years after, though. Like I still can't push it in. Not that it hurts to push in now... 9 years later... but it physically is so.. sturdy, I guess? that I legit cannot push it in. Not that it matters, but it's just something that happens. It's also difficult to wear sunglasses for a long period of time for quite a while... If you do most of the work to the bridge of your nose, it's going to be sensitive for quite some time, so you'll need to hold off on the sunglasses. Back to recovery. Since I did this after finals were over, it was so nice to be able to relax 24/7, watch tv, and have my mom be very concerned about my needs, lol. "What can I get you? Are you hungry? Do you want a snack? Do you want pineapple juice?" It was great. Pineapple juice helps with either swelling or bruising (can't remember, & too lazy to look it up,) so that was on my night stand 24/7... For the second surgery, I had a queen bed in the middle of the room this time around haha. I even had a bell to ring for whenever I needed something. Growing up, my dad would always joke about this. When I got my wisdom teeth taken out, cracked my head open... when he broke his back, had a cast on his leg, etc... he'd always bring the bell out for the patient. lol. Lastly, you'll need to sleep with your head elevated, so either stack pillows, or get one of those back rest pillows.
After that first week, once the cast is off, you can put makeup on and pretty much go back to normal everyday life. I was a dance teacher/choreographer at the time and also pursuing dance professionally, and I was easily able to go back to all of that. You will be swollen for quite a while, so you technically won't see you FULL result until like, a year later, lol. So ICE. THAT. FACE. But don't worry, you'll still be in love with your new nose the second they take that cast off and you won't even notice your swollen. I didn't even realize the difference in swollen versus not swollen until I looked back at photos.
One THOUSAND percent, yes. I had briefly mentioned getting a nose job on a live instagram story some time last year, and had a few people message me after saying how they also got a nose job and that it was the best decision they've ever made. Not sure how many people caught that IG Live, but for those who did, then this post isn't a surprise to you!
If this is what you want to do, do it. There will always be a Negative Nancy, but who cares... Nancy is not YOU! The same people who always tell me not to do something, cosmetically, are always the ones picking my brain about it directly after, because they want to do it. If this is something that is going to make you happy, then by all means, go for it. I cannot express enough how happy I was after getting mine done. If you need to save up for it, then save up! If you need to do a payment plan and build your credit along the way, then do that!