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Like lots of women, Margery Eagan never considered herself a candidate for plastic surgery. Here she reveals what made her get a facelift, why she lied about it to her coworkers and kids, and just how much “growing old gracefully” has changed. The good news: I had my facelift Friday. Wide awake. Heard the scissors snip, snip. Saw the needle stitch, stitch. Just a mini lift. Didn’t hurt. Drove myself home. The bad news: On Saturday I dramatically unwrap the stretchy-bandage contraption from under my chin, round and round. “You don’t look any different,” says my sister. |