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Mariah, Jennifer, Janet & Charles: Celebrity Weight Loss Overkill

One of the first celebrities I can recall endorsing a weight loss system was Sarah Ferguson aka “Fergie The Duchess of York”. Before her endorsement of Weight Watchers and after her divorce from Prince Andrew, the 2nd son of Queen Elizabeth II, she was commonly referred to as “The Duchess of PORK”. During her “reign” as spokesperson for Weight Watchers, she also “wrote” several books that were backed by Weight Watchers. Who says you need monarchy backed dollars when you’re pulling in Weight Watchers money?

Most recently the airwaves, tv & internet have been inundated with diet commercials. From Jennifer Hudson’s god awful annoying commercials with her singing to her former fat self, to Janet Jackson’s whispery Nutri-System commercials, Mariah Carey’s “Post Dem Babies” Jenny Craig ads and finally Mr. Mumbles himself, Charles Barkley attempting to garner Weight Watchers some male clientele.

Every time I see one of these commercials I feel like Susan Powter & want to scream:

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When Plastic Surgeons Attack

Joan Rivers is infamous for ripping apart celebrities and their fashion faux pas. Joan Rivers is also infamous for having her face ripped apart by plastic surgeons.

Lil Kim used to be known  as the “Queen Bee” for her raunchy rap and over the top  lyrics, that may or may not have been written by her. Now the “Queen Bee” looks as though she’s suffered some type of allergic reaction in the facial area after being stung by a million of them.

This man used to be Kenny Rogers. Apparently he didn’t take his own advice.  He’s infamous for singing, “You got to know when to hold ‘em, know when to fold ‘em, Know when to walk away, know when to run”. Apparently he didn’t share the same sentiment when it came to plastic surgery.

I don’t understand why plastic surgeons are allowed to slice & dice on a person’s face multiple times. Sure, it’s the patient’s money to spend it on whatever procedure they choose, but when should a doctor stop and say, “Ma’am, you’ve had 20 face lifts. You’re running out of face”?

Some of the top plastic surgeons in the world are single-handedly butchering the faces and bodies of celebrities and non-celebrities.  Recently I ventured out to a well-known strip club in the DC area, and was able to bare witness to several horrible breast implant jobs. I’m not sure what the going prices of implants are today, but apparently looking like you’ve had shot puts shoved into your boobs is probably on the lower end of the price scale.

Not all plastic surgery is bad. There are doctors that routinely perform procedures for people that have been involved in accidents or born with distinct facial malformations.  For the record, being born with a wide nose, is not a distinct facial malformation. There are also people out there that has had more ‘realistic’ procedures done for whatever the reason, and chose not to go overboard. But those aren’t the ones I’m referring to.

Just take a look at a few before & afters below:

Jocelyn Wildenstein- The Lion Queen

Janice-Dickinson- Not America's Next Top Model

Carrot Top- Plastic Surgery + Roids

In the words of Susan Powter, someone needs to “Stop The Insanity” and regulate some of these plastic surgeons and their practices of botching faces and bodies.  The number of deaths involving plastic surgery has risen over the past couple of years. Just recently, in Miami, a woman saved up the $3600 she needed for a liposuction procedure at the Aylne Center for Cosmetic Surgery. In the middle of the surgery she stopped breathing.  She was eventually taken to a hospital and pronounced dead.  According to the Miami Herald, this wasn’t the first time someone died cosmetic medical surgery in South Florida

Just last month (June 2011), Rony Wendrow, 61, died while having her neck and eyelids tightened at Strax Rejuvenation and Aesthetics Institute in Lauderhill.

In December 2010, Lidvian Zelaya, 35, died after problems arose during what was to be a simple procedure transferring fat from her waist to her buttocks.

In September 2009, Rohie Kah-Orukotan, 37 and a mother of three, underwent several seizures during a liposuction operation at Weston MedSpa before being declared brain dead.

In 2002, Olga Myers, a 42-year-old real estate agent, died while undergoing a face-lift at the Cosmetic Surgery Center in Hollywood. State regulators found that no licensed anesthesiologist or nurse anesthetist was present during the surgery.

If l had to choose between living life a droopy neck, flabby breasts or a saggy ass when I’m old and possible death from a botched procedure, I’m choosing life with a droopy neck, flabby breasts and a saggy ass.

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I Think I Sprained My Wrist Holding Up My Head

Remember as a kid, or even as a teenager, well hell, I know some adult women that still go to sleep like this:

In the introduction for “Friday”, Regina King’s character is shown sleeping with her head propped up on her hands, so she wouldn’t mess up her hair. Well this is how I slept last night. Not because I didn’t want to mess up my hair, but I had about 40 rollers in it, because I attempted yet another roller set for my locs.

Let me just say this. Those sponge rollers, just aren’t that spongy.  I tried to alternate which hand I was propping myself up with because my wrists were falling asleep.  Apparently my head is heavy. Or my wrists are weak. Yeah, I’m going with the weak wrists for now because a heavy head would insinuate that my head is big.  I tossed and turned all night trying to get comfortable. My pillow wasn’t any help either because it’s one of those Tempurpedic pillows and they’re not the fluffiest.

At 4 a.m. I gave up on sleep.

Sitting in my dark bedroom I started unrolling my hair. My scalp loved me. I loved it back.

I remember a while ago during a conversation with a friend, he told me the one pet peeve he had about women were rollers. He hates for a woman to wear rollers to bed, or even a scarf.  Personally, I hate both as well. I’m a sweater.  No, not a cashmere sweater. I sweat when I have on a scarf, so I’ve never bothered to wear one. A few months ago I purchased my first scarf, and it’s been sitting on my dresser ever since.  I do make love to my satin pillowcases every night, so I think my hair will survive.

The point of all of this…well…there really isn’t one. I just would like a company to make softer rollers, because my wrists can’t take holding up my head for another night.

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