The Walking Dead marathon has consumed the free spaces in my weekend, and I didn’t think I’d see anything much scarier. Some of those walkers are pretty gruesome, what with the greyish flesh and gooey, blood-gorged mouths and scary brown teeth and all. But the latest sighting of Lil’ Kim is downright terrifying. This woman has gone through some dramatic plastic surgery metamorphoses, but it took a double take and a hard squint to recognize her after her most recent reconstruction.
Money and a Black Card are apparently a volatile combination, because Kim has taken herself under the knife more times than anyone other than her plastic surgeon’s accountant can accurately recollect. It’s sad, actually, to see a woman literally pick herself apart—with the help of modern science—and morph into a completely different being. Plenty of us would change a thing or two if we could. (Heaven knows I would get these love handles whisked off with the quickness.) But Kim isn’t even Kim anymore. I present Exhibit A:
How far is too far when it comes to plastic surgery?
She made her hip-hop entrance as an adorably normal, brown-skinned Brooklyn girl decked in Air Maxes and attitude.