<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806757495798272722</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Mon, 30 Nov 2009 01:05:45 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>Mae's Breast Augmentation</title><description>My Breast Implant Surgery With Dr. Del Vecchio</description><link>http://www.breastaugmentation.com/mae/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Spencer Raggio)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806757495798272722.post-5090601248017642182</guid><pubDate>Sun, 15 Apr 2007 15:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-04-15T10:12:38.570-05:00</atom:updated><title>MY SCARS</title><atom:summary type='text'>I recently got a new job as a ring girl for some boxing matches. It is so much fun. I was a little nervous at first because all I could think about was the fact that I was going to be walking around a ring in a tank top with my arms over my head. I didn't want to do it at first but I figured well it can't be that bad.So I went to my first fight and my friends were in the front row. I was like </atom:summary><link>http://www.breastaugmentation.com/mae/2007/04/my-scars.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mae)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806757495798272722.post-1621405898240322272</guid><pubDate>Thu, 22 Mar 2007 12:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-03-22T07:53:46.798-05:00</atom:updated><title>The Battle of the Bra</title><atom:summary type='text'>I swear I thought getting implants would make bra shopping easier. I cannot for the life of me find a bra that fits right. I have been to Victoria secrets like 5 times and been fitted each time. Every time they tell me I am a different size. It is so frustrating. All I want is a comfortable bra. And forget about getting a strapless. I don't really need one but I do like the support.I found that </atom:summary><link>http://www.breastaugmentation.com/mae/2007/03/battle-of-bra.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mae)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806757495798272722.post-4698624163314372207</guid><pubDate>Wed, 28 Feb 2007 16:29:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-03-04T22:36:53.444-05:00</atom:updated><title>The ripple effect</title><atom:summary type='text'>Let me just start off by saying I feel so lucky that I went to the best doctor ever =) I am so pleased with my surgery and like I have said before I would do it all over in a second. Unfortunately one of my friends is not as lucky as me. She got her surgery about 2 months before I did and she was psyched. Her breasts looked amazing. Well a couple days ago she came to me and said "I need you to </atom:summary><link>http://www.breastaugmentation.com/mae/2007/02/ripple-effect.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mae)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806757495798272722.post-3030406377524836608</guid><pubDate>Sun, 11 Feb 2007 19:29:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-02-11T14:54:47.168-05:00</atom:updated><title>Best Vacation Ever</title><atom:summary type='text'>It has been a while since my last blog. I have been on vacation for the past 2 weeks... maybe i should say paradise! All I have to say is I have NEVER been so excited to put on a bathing suit in my life!!! I met up with some old friends who I haven't seen since my surgery. They couldn't believe how wonderful I look. I think I just contributed to 3 more surgeries in the world =)My only concern was</atom:summary><link>http://www.breastaugmentation.com/mae/2007/02/best-vacation-ever.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mae)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806757495798272722.post-1193102210245766599</guid><pubDate>Sun, 14 Jan 2007 19:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-01-14T14:58:11.111-05:00</atom:updated><title>Surgery Day</title><atom:summary type='text'>I was talking to my friend today. She just got her implants on Thursday. I started remembering about the day of my surgery. I wasn't nervous at all. I got up in the morning took a shower and headed over to the hospital. I went in a room and changed and the next thing I knew I was being called into another room. I walked down the hall. I was surprisingly calm. I think I was almost in shock I had </atom:summary><link>http://www.breastaugmentation.com/mae/2007/01/surgery-day.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mae)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806757495798272722.post-1551301200564846552</guid><pubDate>Fri, 05 Jan 2007 19:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-01-06T09:01:24.176-05:00</atom:updated><title>Everything Happens for a Reason</title><atom:summary type='text'>I went to a couple of different doctors before I found what I thought to be the right one. I had gone to a couple of consultations about a year and a half before I decided to actually go through with the surgery. When I made up my mind I went back to my favorite doctor and I didn't look anymore. I booked the surgery when I went to my second consultation and put down a deposit. I then booked my </atom:summary><link>http://www.breastaugmentation.com/mae/2007/01/everything-happens-for-reason.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mae)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806757495798272722.post-3277266902621111236</guid><pubDate>Fri, 22 Dec 2006 16:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-12-29T10:38:54.675-05:00</atom:updated><title>Honesty is the Best Policy</title><atom:summary type='text'>I know getting surgery was no one's business but my own. But I was very honest about what I was getting done. There are a few other women at my work who had just gotten BA. They lied through their teeth about it. Everyone noticed a difference but no one would ask about it. So everyone just talked about it behind their backs.When I decided to get my surgery I told my boss and the people in my </atom:summary><link>http://www.breastaugmentation.com/mae/2006/12/honesty-is-best-policy.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mae)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806757495798272722.post-3503431647561007408</guid><pubDate>Wed, 20 Dec 2006 14:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-12-21T22:38:19.340-05:00</atom:updated><title>You don't need implants</title><atom:summary type='text'>Since the day that I said I wanted implants everyone I told was like "what do you need implants for?" What people didn't realize was I was the master of disguise. I knew every trick in the book. I had air bras, gel bras, air inserts, anything and everything.I was in a different situation than most of the people that want or have implants. When I was younger I had very large breasts. I was a DD. I</atom:summary><link>http://www.breastaugmentation.com/mae/2006/12/you-dont-need-implants.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mae)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5806757495798272722.post-20407631728127149</guid><pubDate>Mon, 18 Dec 2006 13:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-12-20T13:50:33.405-05:00</atom:updated><title>6 and a half weeks</title><atom:summary type='text'>Well it has been a little over 6 weeks since my surgery and I can't believe I waited so long to get it done. My mom came up on Saturday and saw my new breasts for the first time. She couldn't believe how wonderful they looked. And she would be the first one to say "what is wrong with you, why did you do that?"I almost feel normal again. I still have a little pain when I stretch my arm out but it </atom:summary><link>http://www.breastaugmentation.com/mae/2006/12/6-and-half-weeks.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mae)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item></channel></rss>
