Denise Richards has written a book that came out on Tuesday, because as the description says…
“(We’ve) seen her many public faces—the beautiful vixen, the devoted mother, the hard-working entertainer, and the fun-loving friend. But how well do we really know Denise Richards?”
It’s an intriguing question, and one I’m very interested in getting to the bottom of, especially now that this weeks Us magazine cover story says there are even more layers to Denise, such as “dimwitted medical patient”.
Denise Richards hasn’t always been happy with her body (and now she) opens up about her series of botched boob jobs.
“When I was 19, a doctor put in bigger implants than what I asked for. I was in such a hurry to get them that I didn’t research my doctor. I just thought because they’re a plastic surgeon, they must be good. You have to be your advocate for your own body and ask 100 questions.”
Ask my doctors questions? Maybe if I was a hypochondriac. I prefer to just wing it before surgery. In fact sometimes I play a little game where I lie to them about my symptoms and see if they can figure it out. It makes taking the medication they prescribe more exciting.