Extra co-host Dayna Devon has
decided to get a tummy tuck. This is news because: 1) most of the time celebrities
pretend they just did a ton of yoga, and 2) fine, it's not really
news news, but whatever. Sue me.
Devon has a 19-month-old daughter, and she gave birth to a son in January. She needs the tummy tuck because, "I gained 24 pounds [while pregnant]. I still have loose skin."
Whoa. She gained 24 pounds? Funny, so did I. By my fourth month. When I went into labor I had gained... Well, take Dayna's number, triple it, and you'll be within spitting distance. When I told my fellow Strollerderby-ers that if 24 pounds gets you a tummy tuck, I ought to get three, Sarah said, "I also require three tummy tucks. Maybe I could get two of those and one boob job."
Devon's husband, Dr. Brent Moelleken, is a renowned plastic surgeon and apparently he wants to do the surgery. Devon says, "He would never let anyone else do it. When you're a surgeon, you're like the quarterback of the football team and can't stand to sit on the bench." I personally don't think I'd let my husband stick a knife in me, surgeon or no. Too much room for potential "accidents". He could warm the bench in gatorade-soaked pants all day long before I'd let that happen.
On second thought, it's a really good thing I'm not married to a plastic surgeon, because if I did get over my fear of him cutting me, I'd turn into the laziest slob in the world. See, my husband is a computer guy, so when I'm confronted with a technology issue I yell, "Honey!" instead of figuring out how to fix it myself. If I was married to a doctor, I'd have cake twelve times a day and use Hershey's syrup as a chaser. "Honey! I need new thighs again!"
