Aging is environmentally coherent.

Plastic surgery is not.

I say that without judgment.

Last year, I pulled a back muscle getting out of bed too quickly.

Aging is humbling.

Now I get out of bed slower.

But plastic surgery has that same “off” feeling as a Cybertruck.

You live among us. 

We recognize you as human.

You deserve kindness and respect.

But something doesn’t fully resolve.

Even when the surgeon did a “good job.”

It’s incoherent with everything we understand about the body.

It ages. 

It changes.

It deteriorates.

Photos vs Real Life

It seems to work better in photos. 

Lighting. Angles. Filters.

A still image can hold it together.

Real life can’t.

You can tell when someone is in their 20s versus their 40s.

Not just by their face.

By how they move. How they carry themselves.

How time shows up across the whole body.

No procedure conceals that.

You don’t stop aging

Time is consistent.

The body follows it.

You can try to adjust around it.

You can try to soften it.

But the body can’t step outside of it.

At a certain point, all your effort starts to show.

More than your aging ever did.