Whoah, Betty Draper has got some major double D’s — and I’m not referring to her “depression” and “dissatisfaction.” On the cover of its November issue, it appears GQ has given January Jones, the talented actress who plays “Mad Men‘s” matriarch, a most unfortunate makeover, slapping Pamela Anderson-size breasts on her delicate frame. She’s been transformed from a bored ’60s housewife into a cast member of “Real Housewives of Orange County.” It’s buh-bye, Betty; hello, blowup doll. If the image isn’t heavily Photoshopped, then Mrs. Draper’s been more corseted than the closeted Sal. Jones has a rocking body, there’s no doubt about that, but she does not have porno boobs. Don’t believe me? Click here.A little retouching is OK, it’s expected. But morphing a natural beauty like Jones — an image of absolute porcelain perfection if there ever was one — into a plastic, porny cover model is pathetic. The same could also be said for GQ acting like Maxim, its infantile companion on the magazine rack. Come on, guys, you’re better than that.
via Betty Draper gets a boob job? – Broadsheet – Salon.com.
Denise Richards was on Howard Stern Wednesday morning and for the first time opened up about her three boob jobs.
The former Bond girl, ex-wife of Charlie Sheen and flailing reality star told Stern about her chest to warn other girls not to get them done, despite having a career based largely on her comely looks.
“They’re natural on the outside. I’ve never talked about it but I’ll talk about it with you because I can’t lie to you.”
via Denise Richards: I Had Three Boob Jobs.
Miss California Carrie Prejean’s breast implants made news the past few weeks, but they are not the only enhanced pair out there.
Below is a slideshow of many famous, barely famous, and oft-flaunted chests, some confirmed implants and some just rumored to be implants, so perhaps real.
Click through and see if you know who they belong to.
via Guess The Celebrity Breast Implants (PHOTOS).

- quintessential LA: pink shirt, bleached hair, botox, coffee bean, breast implants
- Image by Malingering via Flickr
No one is more obsessed with breasts than I am with my own, except for Yvonne Pampellonne, who stole another woman’s identity and $15,000 to get new implants she didn’t need and couldn’t afford.
Pampellonne went into her local plastic surgeon‘s office using the name Cindy Paine and asked for new breast implants and liposuction to refresh the work she’d already had done. But she didn’t follow up with her post-surgical appointments — the man whose credit card she charged the work to did. Doctors Larry Nichter and Jed Horowitz tracked her down by using the lot numbers and weight of her old implants to discover her real name and turned the information over to police. She’s now facing three felony charges (and a lifetime of Internet humiliation as the “Breast Implant Bandit“) because she felt she needed bigger breasts.
I mean, in some way, I’m probably in no position to criticize here. Even at my skinniest, my breasts were always slightly disproportionately large for my bony frame and at my heaviest, they preceded me around corners by a step. They grew so fast that, at one point in my teenage years, I looked down to check my shoes and, being unable to see my feet, freaked out for a second that I’d lost my toes.
via Love The Boobs You’re With: Breast Implant Bandit? This Is Getting Udderly Ridiculous.
Just in time for our annual glorification and castigation of the rituals of romantic convention, we have yet another piece bemoaning our decadent age in which we have, allegedly, become more fixated on our bodies and convinced of their “perfectability” through science and ritual than at any other time in human history.
In her essay for the New Scientist titled “Why Do We Need Bras for Babies?” (short answer: We don’t), the British writer Susie Orbach claims that over the past 25 years, “the notion of the empowered consumer, along with the workings of the diet, pharmaceutical, food, cosmetic surgery and style industries, and the affordability and availability of their products have made us view our bodies as something we can and should perfect.” Taken together, she writes, these forces have conspired to create a global “beauty terror” whose symptoms include penis pill spammers, baby bra sets and stilettos and extreme makeover shows. She writes:
So why is bodily contentment so hard to find? Why are body transformations, from sex change, to the drive to amputate good limbs, to cosmetic surgery, if not ubiquitous, then a growing part of public consciousness?
Save us from the beauty terror! – Broadsheet – Salon.com.