Mirror mirror on the wall...

Should I cut of my nose to spite my face?

When I was eleven or twelve, I asked my mom for a nose job. My dad had a nose job, even though he said it wasn’t for cosmetic reasons; the man is vain as hell. His deviated septum was clearly his convenient excuse. My mom recalled that at the time, she was torn and not sure the right thing to do. On one hand, she wanted my idea of beauty to come from wi…