A Nose Job Exposé + Blog Rebrand

In case you didn't know, I got a nose job 10 years ago!

I feel very awesome about it. I had a pretty serious reason why I did it (one that I hope to open up about in the near future), but that shouldn't matter. About three or four years ago, I had my worst cyber bullying over it. Someone made a fake IG account and started talking to everyone in my comments, saying cruel things. I couldn't block them because it was like cutting off the head of a Hydra; three more accounts would spring up in its place and they'd "talk" to each other. It went on for hours and hours so I drank a bottle of Jameson and sobbed all night and just waited it out.

I always wondered when this person would come back. Well, they came back today. They've changed their strategy to emailing Instagram followers a photo of me in high school, titled "feral creature before plastic surgery" (UPDATE: I just heard that people have been receiving these emails for a while now).

I have no idea who Andi Kim-Mendoze is, and it's likely a fake name.

The thing is--I'm a different person than who I was four years ago. I'm older, more jaded, and I'm also like...I could die ANY DAY. Every week I see a friend of a friend die at a young age. We exist in fear of nuclear warfare. I live in NYC which is obviously the first place aliens will attack (I've watched enough movies!). This life is too short to care. I'm gonna do me.

I'm not ashamed of my procedure (but throw absolutely no shade at people who opt to keep theirs private), and I want to take the wind out of this hater's sails. So here is the photo of me they've been circulating, at 16 years old (nearly 12 years ago!) in all my mostly-makeupless, scene-haired, SUPER SMILEY (*gasp*) glory. Let's also take a second to let it sink in that this person has been thinking about my nose for TEN YEARS and is fixated on teen pics of me. Don't think about my nose! It's gross. There are boogers up there and stuff.

I actually love this picture of me; I look so happy! Also, I'm way more concerned about outing my terrible hairstyle choices than I am my nose.

I have a good job, great friends, two okayish cats, and am with the absolute love of my life. I told Rich about my nose job and the related stories today and he loves me even more for it because we can be vulnerable and honest with each other. So, I'm feeling pretty dang good about that.

This person seems to think I can't preach self-love and have plastic surgery. Excuse me, I LOVE ME! I love myself enough to get eyelash extensions, manicures, cute clothes, cool books, ethical taxidermy, groomed (although I should probably shower more haha), and yes, even a nose job that I got an EXTREMELY long time ago. Those are some of my forms of self-love. I'm also a medium-okay human and I try to upgrade lots of other people's lives too--maybe not nose jobs lol but in other ways. I feel like I'm not a bad person. I'm not hurting anyone. I am honestly kind of scared to post this, because maybe you'll think less of me. This is such a silly thing for me to "come out" about haha. Let me upgrade my flesh prison during my meaningless existence in peace!

Gear switching--I wish I had a different first post on the newly designed blog, but hey, life is full of weird timing. I'm sure you've noticed Feral Creature's new look...and the fact that there is a specific News category now. I've been feeling so useless in the overall fight for justice in this world and have been itching to do more. I'm donating part of my career (and income, of course) to the cause and will be speaking out about important issues, along with the fashion, beauty, and travel posts you know and love. Slowly but surely, this will be a one-stop shop for the open-minded, enlightened reader (who also cares about looking fly as hell). I'm so happy to have you here for the ride. Can't wait to see what the future brings!

xx