ABSTRACT
Elizabeth had thought about it for a year before she went for breast implant surgery in 1982. For her it was like going back to something missed in childhood. Pretty Elizabeth with her violet eyes and dark curls. By the time she was twelve, Elizabeth's mother was enrolling her in beauty contests and stuffing falsies down the front of her bathing suits. "I wonder why you're not developing," her mother would say. "Everyone in our family is large. Why would you be so small?"
