There is something strange about someone in their twenties getting plastic surgery. There is something almost perverted about a youthful 20-something going under the knife, or getting an injection of some sort. They are young and viral and their lines shouldn’t be showing yet!

And look, I have no interest in getting plastic surgery or botox or lipo. I don’t! Really! However, if I felt like it, it’s nice to know that I could because I’m finally at that acceptable age. I’m supposed to be showing age now. On the flip side, it’s also nice that I no longer live in Los Angeles where it would be almost required to have a needle stuck in your face on the eve of your 30th birthday.

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