But not me. I watch because I want to see who will have the weirdest plastic surgery. It makes me feel so much better about myself when I witness some former heart throb with his face pulled so tight he can lick his eyebrows. And the worst disasters are generally the mugs of the has-beens, presenters, or other furniture. You will never see Meryl Streep with a mug that looks like a whoopie cushion because aging authentically and gracefully is a talent all in itself.
Because I come from a long line of women that stay wrinkle-free into their eighties, you will never have so worry about me showing up to anything looking like this.