The Bride of Frankenstein


Since it is the month of Halloween and the month of Breast Cancer Awareness, I’d like to pay tribute to one of my favorite characters of film.  What could be more fitting?

I’ve often stated when all is said and done, I’ll likely come out looking like the Bride of Frankenstein, with scars everywhere.  I’ve felt virtually heart-broken by this inevitable outcome.  However, I now realize I’ve been looking at this in entirely the wrong light; moreover, I’ve been paying a disservice to Elsa Lanchester, the actress who played the ‘Bride.’  Again, a different perspective can do wonders.  I’ve decided I must try and celebrate this.  I have a horrible mutation that leaves me with having to make brutal choices for the sake of my own survival.  I must count myself lucky to have the knowledge upfront.  Hopefully, in enough time to change what could be a tragic fate had I not known of my mutation.  Hopefully!

Furthermore, scars bear witness that you have survived something; that you are still alive to tell the tale.  And, who knows, maybe I’ll be pleasantly surprised and even excited with the outcome.  All tucked up, lifted boobs and tightened here and there.  That is if I can lose the weight and overcome this debilitating fear of surgery.  Hey, maybe I will get a nice set of “Franken boobs.”  ;-)

As for the ‘Bride,’ truthfully, I’ve always loved the way she looks.  I think she’s beautiful and I’ve always liked her hair. 

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