Does This Look Like the Face of a Guy Undergoing Elf Reassignment Surgery?
Source – A fantasy fanatic has spent more than £25,000 on plastic surgery as he wants to become a real-life elf.
Luis Padron, 25, from Buenos Ares, Argentina, became obsessed with the world of elves, angels and fantasy beings after being bullied as a child.
He became determined to look like his favourite otherworldly characters and started bleaching his hair and skin. …
Mr Padron gets unusual looks but says he doesn’t care what people think and said he won’t stop until he has fully ‘transformed’ into an elf. …
‘I have my own beauty ideal and want to achieve that no matter what.
‘I want to have my ears cut to become pointy like an elves, my jaw to look more sharp like a diamond, a face-lift and an eye-lift to give my eyes a cat-like shape.
‘I am also consider having muscle implants too.
‘There’s also a surgery to make you taller and I will remove four of my ribs too, so that I can shape my waist to make it thinner.’ …
But his lifestyle comes at a cost, with a $5,000 monthly cost to continue bleaching his skin and hair, high sunscreen to prevent his skin from tanning, contact lenses, make-up and care products.
‘I don’t consider this an obsession, but in fantasy you have all of the hope, love, friendship and good feelings’, he said.
I’m not going to judge Luis Padron. Especially since I’m from Boston. The whole world already things we’re a safe haven for racism; I’m not about to get us accused of fantasy beingsism too.
Different people have different approaches to being on the wrong end of a bullying. Some learn to defend themselves. Some earn respect the hard way, with a few beatings. Some learn to make the cool kids laugh and move onto a career doing stand up (not to get all autobiographical). Some turn to drugs, alcohol and crippling depression. Luis took the much higher road of becoming an elf. Whatever works for him.
As a matter of fact, it’s just nice to meet another human who shares my affinity for elf culture. So I won’t even ask what kind of elf he plans to become. A Legolas-like warrior elf. A toy making elf. A Mirkwood elf or one from the Woodland Realm. A Dobbyish House Elf. The kind that lives in a hollow tree baking cookies. Even an angry South Pole elf. All I want is for him to have the pointy-eared, diamond-faced, cat-eyed, ribless, SPF 1000 life of hope, love, friendship and good feelings he deserves. And 60 grand a year is a small price to pay for that.
So best wishes, Luis Padron. You have my bow.