Botox Babe is a vision in silicone. Almost entirely hand-crafted by her favorite surgeon - the divine Dr X ("I'm not a doctor, darling, I'm an artist") - at his famous clinic on the Beach Road, BB is a living monument to the single-minded pursuit of physical beauty.
Once known as plain Jumeirah Jane, BB has managed to fix all her (self-perceived) imperfections. Wrinkles? Banished! Crooked nose? Begone! Tiny boobs? Hello cleavage. Muffin top? Au revoir! Now, with regular trips to the salon for hair extensions, eyelash extensions, caviar facials and endermologie treatments (so relaxing!), BB feels she finally has the looks she deserves.
BB grins toothily as she stands in front of her bathroom mirror (lit with peach lighting for the most flattering effect), thinking that now she could give that Angelina Jolie a run for her money. In fact, BBs own lips are far more pillow-like and, if she's to be entirely honest, after popping out all those sprogs poor Ange could probably do with a bit of an uplift and a mummy-tuck. BB is very happy with hers.
As her teenage daughter comes into to the room, BBs face attempts a frown. The puppy fat, the spots, the lank hair, the nose... how is it possible that she spawned such a monster? She makes a mental note to call Dr X first thing in the morning, surely he'll see sense this time? It seems so unfair that her darling Talullah has to suffer through her teenage years as an ugly duckling, when it would be so easy to transform her into a beautiful swan.
Most likely to say: "Yes, sweetie, I really am over 40! You know, it's all down to good genes and a teeny, tiny bit of help from modern technology! Dontcha just love the 21st Century?"
Least likely to say: "I don't have time for all that beauty rubbish. A bit of a scrub with good old-fashioned soap and water and I'm good to go!"
Once known as plain Jumeirah Jane, BB has managed to fix all her (self-perceived) imperfections. Wrinkles? Banished! Crooked nose? Begone! Tiny boobs? Hello cleavage. Muffin top? Au revoir! Now, with regular trips to the salon for hair extensions, eyelash extensions, caviar facials and endermologie treatments (so relaxing!), BB feels she finally has the looks she deserves.
BB grins toothily as she stands in front of her bathroom mirror (lit with peach lighting for the most flattering effect), thinking that now she could give that Angelina Jolie a run for her money. In fact, BBs own lips are far more pillow-like and, if she's to be entirely honest, after popping out all those sprogs poor Ange could probably do with a bit of an uplift and a mummy-tuck. BB is very happy with hers.
As her teenage daughter comes into to the room, BBs face attempts a frown. The puppy fat, the spots, the lank hair, the nose... how is it possible that she spawned such a monster? She makes a mental note to call Dr X first thing in the morning, surely he'll see sense this time? It seems so unfair that her darling Talullah has to suffer through her teenage years as an ugly duckling, when it would be so easy to transform her into a beautiful swan.
Most likely to say: "Yes, sweetie, I really am over 40! You know, it's all down to good genes and a teeny, tiny bit of help from modern technology! Dontcha just love the 21st Century?"
Least likely to say: "I don't have time for all that beauty rubbish. A bit of a scrub with good old-fashioned soap and water and I'm good to go!"
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