My boobies are raw… sticky and sweet
It was 20-oh-7, and Madonna was a year away from hitting the big 5-0. She had adopted a kid, was trying her hand at reverse vitiligo by hanging out with the very black Justin Timberlake, and her marriage to wannabe British street hustler, Guy Ritchie, was obviously over. She felt that a little nip tuck was in order. Always the miser, Madonna collected a couple of lip plates over in Malawi, and had them surgically implanted in her face. The results were mixed. On the one hand, she didn’t have the face of a bulimic, post-mortem Karen Carpenter, but she did have the face of a hamster. Madonna’s always been obsessed with her body, more so than her face. Ironically, her body doesn’t look great either. Hopefully, she works out like a dog in order to keep her stamina up to do yet another one of her compulsory world tours. She can’t think that she actually looks hot. Maybe she does.
