Towards the end of my pregnancy my pout was distinctly enhanced. I have to admit I liked it. A lot. And my plumped up smackers must have been fairly impressive because many others commented on them too. I even made an extra effort with sheeny shiny lipgloss and everything.

Alas almost as soon as we welcomed Mabel into the world my lips returned to their average size. And I’d be fibbing if I didn’t tell you I miss them. Would I consider having fillers? I might. I’m in my 30’s and I’m experiencing the first real signs of ageing, I personally think it’s fine to endeavour to claw back a little youthful glow if it makes you feel more confident. I would carry out the relevant research required to find a recommended and talented practitioner and I would take my time weighing up the pros and cons. I would be seeking subtlety, not an entire transformation.

This post however isn’t about me, or aimed at ladies with enough life experience to decide if they require aesthetic enhancement from non-invasive treatments (Can we save actual plastic surgery for another feature? I feel there is simply too much to discuss) It’s about young girls. REALLY young girls who’s faces haven’t even developed into womanhood enough to know what they even look like themselves.

I’ve only ever watched bits of the Kardashians here and there so I’m definitely not an expert, but I would have been living under a rock if I wasn’t aware of the global phenomenon that was Kylie Jenner (70 million followers on instagram!). Her face is completely different to how it looked a couple of years ago, there has to be some serious Botox going on, not least due to her rather extensive lip growth. She was a very pretty girl before. She is a very pretty girl now. This isn’t a post about before/after either – beauty is in the eye of the beholder. But it is a post about the fact she was seventeen…seventeen, when she embarked on her first dalliance with a needle.

And I’m seeing it more and more. And it makes me really really sad. There seems to be a general trend in makeupville for these very matt quite grey toned “nude” liquid lipsticks sitting on top of mouths so huge they are disproportionate to all other features. Or is that the point? I have a distinct feeling in a decade or perhaps even far less time, we’ll look back as we do now on Rimmel’s Heather Shimmer or applying concealer as lipstick and outlining in a deep shade of mauve (The Body Shop’s Beech lipliner was the bomb in the 90’s!) and cringe. The thing is, you could wash a poor choice of product away. I’m not entirely sure what the long-term effects of endless top ups of filler might be.

Apparently Kylie Jenner’s lip kits sell out in minutes, and the NYX lip lingerie range offers excellent dupes.

Every shade I tried looked bloody awful on me, like I needed a good nights sleep (I probably do to be fair) and just not in any way flattering. I actually look better without anything on that I do in those hues, un-enhanced pout and all.

Perhaps I’m simply too old to get it.

What I do know is, this desire for very young girls to completely alter their appearance is….really worrying. Whatever next?

P.S After yesterdays post about kissing on Rock My Family I feel as though I’ve been a) a bit obsessed with lips of late (!) and b) have a short term lease on a soap box…

I promise next week standard features will resume and I will entice you to buy LOTS of lovely things #dirtyenabling