Betty Jo & Mary Alice came over tonight and we smoked cigarettes & talked and had a gay time. Betty Jo is my best friend but I just don’t like Mary Alice. I’m going to the show with her tomorrow night and we will probably have to walk home. I don’t want to go with her but I guess I will. When she left, she says to me “I hope you appreciate my long visit”. She’s nothing but an old kissy. She’s kissing up to me so she thinks when I get my car I’m going to take her everywhere, and she’s really making big plans where we will go & what we’re going to do when I get it. But I’m just thinking in my head, sister you are in for a rude awakening because I’m not going to chauffeur you around nowhere. Man is she living in a pipe dream. Oh man.
Fri. January 11, 1952
Well, I was right, we had to walk home but we saw some great movies tonight, me and Mary Alice. “The Lady Pays Off” is as good as they come. I laughed my fool head off. Jeez-o it was good. Betty Jo came over after I had already left, so I called her up and boy was she angry. She was real mad because I didn’t ask her to go and I went off with Mary Alice. But I told her I couldn’t help it, she asked me to go, I didn’t ask her. So I guess everything is all right.
Sat. January 12, 1952
It was raining cats and dogs tonight, so I am staying home tonight & watching the best movies on television. I went to the dentist today & he said I was looking good and losing weight. I am I guess, I used to weigh 155. I am now 146. He said I don’t need any falsies that’s for sure.
I suppose this could very well be a scene straight out of the Mad Men TV series: a pregnant Betty Jo smoking cigarettes and a creepy Dentist eyeing your body up and down as you as you get your teeth worked on. Not only that, this Dirty Dentist had the nerve to tell Vilma she doesn't need any falsies! Back then there was no sexual harassment filter that’s for sure. We’ll see just how far this Dirty Dentist goes on Vilma’s next trip to the office.
In the 1950’s we had not advanced yet to the commonality of breast implant surgeries, and there were no Victoria’s Secret magical push up bra’s either. Most ladies used to accept their bodies just the way God intended, or they may have used some good old fashioned padding (or falsies) to enhance their figure on those special nights out on the town.
Today in this mad, mad world Dr. Frankenstein is real: he just now does plastic surgery in Beverly Hills. He merrily cuts up body parts, replaces things here and there and injects potions to plump up this or that. Unfortunately women and men are too often seeking the knife to fix their outer appearance in order to boost their inner insecurities and confidence levels.
If you don’t like yourself, something is missing in your life. It’s easy to get caught in the trap of cultural trends that are obsessed with outer beauty. Many women have made themselves into distortions of the female body, and depending on the size of the implants, sex objects. What’s missing? People fail to see the unique individual that they are, only one of you exists in all time and creation. Celebrate who God made you, imperfections and all. Then seek out God’s will in your life, your confidence and inner beauty will shine!