For the last 6 years, a busty model, from Caracas, Venezuela, has been wearing a waist-shrinking garment, (the dreaded corset from the old days), 23 hours a day. Unsurprisingly she draws both adulation and criticism whenever she hits the streets of Caracas.
The 25-year-old model started wearing the corset while still in her teens. At first it felt tight, but she gradually got used to the pressure and now the garment feels like a second skin. She even sleeps in it. Apparently, the floating ribs at the bottom of the rib cage are easier to mold.
However, her stringent regime could lead to complications later on in life. Her doctor says she should stop the regime before it's too late.
Why does everyone want to change the way they look? I could understand this desire if a person was born with two heads or four hands.
As a teenager back in 1956, I had an hourglass figure—naturally. My waist measured 20 inches, between a bust of 38 inches and hips the same size.
In the 1950s, the normal difference between the bust and hips to the waist was ten inches. Since then, the average woman's waists has increased seven inches. The waist has grown from 27 inches 60 years ago, to 34 inches now. Perhaps that's a hangover of generations wearing corsets over hundreds of years.
We are all born different. That's what makes people so interesting, unique. Some women have large breasts and small waists, some women are small, some men have large … you get the picture.
It's the person you are inside that counts—your kindness, your strengths and weaknesses.
And don't think when you reach old age, your struggle to mold your personality will cease. It seems to me, the time spent in retirement allows more reflection. My waist might have expanded, but so has my ability to see my own flaws.