In my post the other day about once-hot babe Tia Carrere, I wasaccused of being rather uncharitable toward the aforementioned lady by commenter “Himself”:
I don’t know about 200 mph. She doesn’t appear to be anywhere near as bad as the examples in your links. She went from super hot to unremarkable. Honestly, she looks like she could be a waitress in a Pho restaurant near me.
Upon further reflection, I must admit that said gentleman probably has a good point.
Yes, Tia Carrere looks pretty terrible today, compared to what she looked like 20 years ago, but hey, a woman looks VERY different at 25 or 30 than she does at 45 to 50.
It is an axiomatic truth of the Manosphere that men age like fine wine, and women age like milk. After about the age of 32 or so, most women have thoroughly curdled and there are not too many of them who are good dating or marriage prospects.
There ARE exceptions. A small number of women get better-looking with age. But they are precisely that – exceptional.
And sooner or later, the dreaded and terrible Wall comes for every woman.
I was reminded of this basic truth while looking through everyone’s favourite tabloid online newspaper, the Daily Mail – calling them a “tabloid” will severely cheese them off, given just how much effort their editorial board has put into making them “respectable” and “serious” over the last few years – when I came across everyone’s favourite train-wreck.
Her stage name is “Jordan”, but her real name is Katie Price, and as far as anyone sensible can tell, she is basically famous for: sleeping around with a lot of dudes, getting knocked up by a black footballer at a very young age, giving birth to an autistic and blind boy, then getting involved with and knocked up by a former pop singer and popping out a couple of sprogs for him, then banging and marrying a cage fighter, then divorcing him too, then marrying a serial cheater and popping out two more sprogs for him, then divorcing him, then getting drilled by several toyboys, and then…
Well… you get the idea. She’s famous for having huge boobs, getting naked, or nearly so, for cameras, and having a long series of utterly dysfunctional relationshits (sic).
The woman in question is not exactly anyone’s idea of a role model for young women.
Oh, and I should mention that she got some serious plastic surgery, in the form of a set of massive mammaries, early on in her life, and has been struggling with them ever since.
The thing is, though, that if you look at what she was like starting in 1995, she looked great:
That was her at the age of about 15. And she was an all-natural stunner. She was still (presumably) more or less innocent, beautiful, and pretty much unmodified.
Things started to go downhill pretty quickly, though. Here is Ms. Price in about 2005, at the age of 25 or so, after several plastic surgeries:
As a certain lady of my acquaintance would say: “she is trailer-trash person”.
Now look at her 15 years later, after 5 kids, 3 marriages, Lord only knows how many toyboys and lovers, and more mileage than a used Toyota:
That, right there, demonstrates the stark reality that women always end up paying a price for their bad choices in their teens and twenties. If any father ever wants to demonstrate to his daughters what not to do with their lives, he should just show them pictures of Jordan at 15, 25, and 35 (or 40). The story tells itself, really.
Indeed, you know how some people exist simply to serve as a warning to others?
(Before anyone jumps in and says it – yes, I am acutely aware of the heavy irony involved in that statement, given what has happened in my life over the last year or two.)
Ladies and gentlemen – I give you Exhibit A: Ms. Katie Price.
The defence rests.
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Actually, I was being generous with the Asian lady. I was reminded of my original impression while staring at this hot mess.
To wit: they look like dudes. Zero in on her face. From the front, She's got a dude face.
I have a great example, that due to her being a distant relation, I can't post a pick. But it's a great example of a common everyday wall smash. I've known the girl since she was a child. In college and for about ten years after, I'd say a solid 8. Not a ho either, just a millennial full of the kool-aid of careerism.
We went to her wedding a few months ago. She's now over 30, and the dude – the consummate beta, a few years younger. I thought to myself then, wow! this shit is real. If she ain't smashing into it, she certainly sideswiped the wall on the way to a final approach.
Caught a picture of her on facebook the other day. Whoa! The hambeast fairy had smacked her with the ham stick hard. I don't think it's been six months, and she went from a soft 7 to a 4-and-falling fast hambeast. Gotta be 20lbs, on top of the 15 it looked like she'd piled on wedding time. Good lord even her arms were fat.
So it's real. And it's not just glitterati that it happens to.