I recently blogged about a bride and her nose. No sooner did our bride put to rest the notion of a pre-wedding trip down the aisle, and through the OR doors straight into the hands of a plastic surgeon, did an article titled “Here come the dolls” turn up in  her local paper.

Columnist Judith Marks-White details the experience of a bride and groom who, between the two of them, had two nose jobs, a little lipo and a chin implant – all in time to walk down the aisle.

The story doesn’t end there. There’s also the part about the mother of the bride who had facelift, tummy tuck and a Brazilian butt lift before her daughter’s big day.

“When I walked down the aisle, all eyes were upon me,” said Annie, mother of the bride. “I was nipped and tucked from front to rear. I looked and felt as beautiful as my daughter.”

Our bride shared this with her own mother:

“My mother was horrified with that! As for me, I just want to keep it real. [The groom] fell in love with me for who I am – how I am. Now I realize I wouldn’t be caught dead going under [the knife]. What would my kids say one day? What would I tell them?”

My sentiments, exactly.

What about you? Will you go under the knife before you walk down the aisle? As a bride? Bridesmaid? Mother of the bride? Or groom? What if money were no object? Does that change things?