Like most good mothers with several unmarried twenty-something daughters, my Mum booked her children in for a night of Botox and cocktails… I think they refer to it as a Botox Party?

OK, so technically it wasn’t a Botox party as much as a Ladies Night at their local bar and no Ferguson in their right mind avoids:
a. 2 4 1 discounts on alcohol and dessert
b. Free manicures

The lecture on the benefits of Botox was sort of thrown into the mix and we figured we could probably withstand the sales pitch.

In the end it was easier than anticipated. Sarah spotted the ‘Botox Lady’ on sight. Her slightly shiny, wrinkle free forehead was a dead giveaway. It was actually surprising how obvious it was.

The spiel on ‘facts’ vs ‘myths’ had us giggling in our Martinis… And outside of a mild scare when comparing our frown lines, we had a blast doing our interpretation of different facial expressions post Botox… Which basically amounted to a constantly slightly surprised appearance.

I’m not saying I’m anti cosmetic procedures. I think there are times and places where a wee bit of Botox or a boob job add so much to someone’s confidence that no one in their right mind should deny them… But surely there IS a line and I think 90% of the time it is crossed during cosmetic procedures.

Ask me again in 10 years, post kids and marriage etc. I will probably have changed my mind :)