Plastic surgery is all the rage these days making imperfections a thing of the past.

But what happens when things go too far?

We’ve seen many a-celebrity eff up their once beautiful images at the hands of plastic surgery. For example, as CC has previously discussed, Lisa Rinna has gone just a little too far. And let’s not forget, MJ. Michael Jackson was sooo cute as the youngest member of Jackson 5. Then his skin started changing color and his nose started getting smaller and pointier.

But when us lowly civilians catch wind of the plastic surgery bug, some people take way too far.

Enter, Hang Mioku. Who you ask? Allow me to explain.

Hang is a 48-year-old Korean woman who had her first plastic surgery procedure at the age of 28. She’s been addicted ever since. So much so, in fact, that doctors have refused to perform surgery on her anymore. Her parents tried to get her to seek out help, but that didn’t work. Then Hang found a doctor who would help her (dumb a$$.) Not only did this doctor agree to inject her face with silicone, he supplied her with her own syringes and a batch of silicone (even bigger dumb a$$.) When Hang’s sili supply ran out…what else could she do but inject her face with cooking oil?

This brilliant move left Hang so disfigured she is practically unrecognizable.

What’s worse, people have actually donated money to help her pay for MORE plastic surgery to restore her face.

I have my opinion, but do you think CCers?

When I was in 8th grade, I went from flat-as-a-board to a large C in a matter of months; when I discovered binge drinking in college, my Freshman Fifteen accumulated in my breasts, and I was busting out of 36 DD bras, but refused to buy anything bigger because I felt like a freak. Over the past year, a strict cardio regimen has reduced my girls to a 34 DD, but I still long for the old days: a perky pair no bigger than a handful. That being said, why Miss Hershey would intentionally strive for the “World’s Biggest Breasts” is beyond me.

I can’t wear halter tops. Tube tops have never even been an option. Empire waists cut across the middle of my boobs, and any triangle cut will have me looking like a prostitute. To all the petite girls out there: the next time you are getting ready to go out to a bar or club, pick something out that doesn’t fall into one of these categories. More often than not, I end up feeling like a librarian when I’m surrounded by girls who can show off their shoulders, backs, and not-obscene cleavage.

My boobs are embarrassing. Once a friend developed a picture of me, and doubled over with laughter because my jugs looked ginormous in the pic. I’ve also had small children point and laugh. I worked at a restaurant with a female manager who was notorious for not buttoning her blouse all the way, and a coworker called her out on her unprofessional cleavage. Her response? “Kathryn shows off her cleavage!” Not willing to be her scapegoat, I snapped, “I could wear a turtleneck and I’d still have cleavage.” It was only funny because, sadly, it’s true.

I wish I could see what I’d look like with a more proportioned rack. I bet I’d look like I lost ten pounds, if only my upper “half” didn’t account for 75% of my body weight. I bet my lady lumps wouldn’t fly out of control on the elliptical, despite being strapped in by a sports bra and support tank. Above all, I bet I would never, ever consider going under the knife for a breast enlargement surgery. Let alone NINE surgeries. Can breasts be too big? My vote is in: YES.

[Photo courtesy of Boinkology.com]

2. You are easy, easy, EASY to use, and you hold your shape no matter what I put inside you.

3. The delectables that you hold pop right out. Just a tap, and that’s it. No wiggling, no digging, no knifing, no sticking… this is the way cooking should be.

4. I don’t even need to grease you up with cooking spray or butter or shortening. Now that’s quality.

5. You are so easy to clean that it’s criminal.

6. I could look at you all day and still be astounded by your beauty.

7. I can touch you right out of the oven and not burn myself.

8. You have no discernible taste that rubs off, and I appreciate that.

9. I can freeze you, and you will still work for me, even weeks later.

10. I can lick you and get every last crumb of what I baked, unlike those stingy cupcake wrappers.

Oh, I think I’m in love.

It’s possible that I simply don’t understand the angst of flat-chested women and why someone would take the risk because I have rocked a solid C since sophomore year of high school.

Well maybe our dear Heidi Montag from The Hills could explain a thing or two to me. Yes, it’s official: Heidi decided to do something about her itty bitty titties. She recently underwent surgery for breast implants in Beverly Hills.

According to usmagazine.com, “Heidi just doesn’t want to make a big deal out of it,” says a source. “She did this for herself, and she’s hoping to keep it as private as possible.”

Oh Heidi, I’m sure the new twins will be kept “very private” when splashed across the screen of your next reality show venture.