Today I was walking downtown when I noticed a young woman walking towards me. She came to a stop beside me as we both waited for the crossing light. Getting a bit better look at her I had a vision of her future. What did I see in that vision? Plastic surgery.
No, I hadn't suddenly fallen victim to wooitis. Rather I noticed that she was one of those folk who decided piercing her ears and then sticking ever larger things in the hole to distend the earlobes was a good idea. She had a pair of disks in the holes that looked about the size of quarters, if not bigger. That's not the kind of thing that will just go away if you remove the jewelry, unlike more modest piercings.
Remember, kids, extensive tattooing and elaborate body modifications are hard if not impossible to get rid of, and what looks good at 25 may not look so good at 45.