Mirror- A real life Ken Doll who has spent £100,000 on plastic surgery has vowed to go under the knife again – even though his obsession nearly killed him. Perfectionist Rodrigo Alves, 30, has splashed the cash on 12 operations since the age of 20, including nose jobs, liposuction, six-pack operations, calf shaping, pec implants, Botox fillers, and more. But Rodrigo’s quest for perfection nearly cost him his life in January this year when a Brazilian doctor injected a gel into his arms to make them look more muscular. The flight attendant was struck down by a major infection which left him paralysed and unable to feed or wash himself. Rodrigo, who lives in London, said: “On the second day I was left paralysed in both arms. I was relying on my family to look after me. “I was crying every day, I was extremely depressed, it was very shocking. I would just pray and cry. “It nearly got to the stage where they were talking about chopping my arm off. The doctors said if the bacteria had gone to my heart I would have died.”
Money well spent, Rodrigo! Looks great. All natural. It’s pretty amazing what plastic surgeons can do nowadays because Rodrigo doesn’t look anything at all like a freak who would frighten small children and puppy dogs alike. The biggest thing that I’m seeing is that they were able to keep his head totally proportional to his body. And all for the cheap sticker price of $160,000 that his grandfather gave to him? Done and done. Nothing will make your grandparents more proud than spending all of their hard earned money after they’re dead on trying to make yourself look like a toy doll. I don’t understand, if somebody can spend money and look that good, why are people always freaking out about how dangerous and stupid plastic surgery is?
Yesterday KFC blogged about this thing called Anaface. It’s basically a thing that tells you how good looking you are on a scale from 1-10. Well I threw this Ken doll guy in it and here’s what I got.
6.2! Honestly, way higher than I expected.
PS- I said it yesterday but I’ll say it again. I don’t need facial analysis to know that I’m a 12.