Apparently there is a new breed of women in the world. They are the ones made famous by surgical enhancement not celebrity or social status. One reality star in question admitted proudly to ten procedures in one day. My gawd you gasp! Yep they’re out there. So do they have a skewed view of the world and where they fit in it? Or is the world skewed in its mass appetite for celeb appeal no matter the story? If so these gals are certainly taking on the mantle of restructuring one’s personal appearence for celeb cred with gusto. Gone are the days when botox and fillers were spoken of with one liners of denial. Even the makeup artists – think Bonaparte-  are spruiking an early addiction to facial substance abuse. Out here in the bush, sun smart folks use hats, long shirts, blockout and various ungents depending on your preferred poison-everyone looks pretty good. Either I’m living in a state of denial or maybe there is something to good food, fresh air and the theory that if you’re happy within it shows.  My mum’s just told me that in the fifties sticking plaster was a firm favourite for sun seared frown lines between the eyes. Ouch! How much did you say a shot was?