Megan Fox is opening up about her experiences with plastic surgery. The 37-year-old Transformers actress recently appeared on a podcast, where she candidly talked about the procedures she has undergone and those she refuses to consider.
Megan Fox is clarifying the cosmetic surgeries she has undergone and those she hasn’t, a move experts commend as setting a positive example.
«I’m just going to go through all the things that I’ve done, because I feel like there’s this stigma, and I’m not going to win,» Fox stated, acknowledging the scrutiny her body faces online from other women. «However, I’m hoping it sets some people free.»
Experts have emphasized the importance of transparency regarding celebrities’ cosmetic procedures. By openly discussing the alterations they’ve made to their bodies, celebrities can play a vital role in combating unrealistic beauty standards and promoting a healthier perspective on body image for their fans.
Megan disclosed that she underwent her initial breast surgery at «21 or 22,» between the first and second Transformers films, opting for a conservative approach. She later mentioned having them «re-done» after finishing breastfeeding her children.
Recently, she underwent a third breast surgery to replace her implants due to rippling. Megan revealed that her latest implants are sized at 32D.
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Megan also clarified the cosmetic procedures she has not undergone, «I’ve never had a facelift of any kind.» She informed, «No mid-facelift, no lateral brow lift. Although I would like one…and no regular brow lift.»
She further mentioned her avoidance of thread lifts, stating she doesn’t believe in their efficacy and fears they might interfere if she opts for a facelift in the future.
Additionally, she disclosed never having buccal fat removed, asserting, «I’ll never have any fat removed… I will only ever put fat in, I will never take fat out—which leads me to, I’ve never had any liposuction or body contouring or anything like that.»
Regarding her nose, Megan revealed that she had it done «in her early 20s,» despite being accused of having «six, seven, eight rhinoplasty surgeries».
While she has undergone several plastic surgeries, Megan admitted she doesn’t enjoy going under the knife, particularly due to the anesthesia.
«I don’t like surgery. My body does not react well to general anesthesia, and so when I go to have a surgery, it’s a very big deal… I’m very afraid of dying under general anesthesia. I don’t take surgery lightly. And therefore I have not had many of them,» she added.
A recent viral photo of Megan Fox has ignited controversy, with numerous comments focusing on her seemingly «unrecognizable» appearance. The image has sparked heated online debates, with some individuals expressing disbelief that it was actually her.
My husband wanted a divorce because I couldn’t give him a son. What happened next changed our lives forever.
Marriage had always been a partnership of love and support, or at least that’s what I believed when Steve and I first tied the knot 16 years ago. Over time, we were blessed with five beautiful daughters, each one a joy and a challenge in her own way. Yet, in Steve’s eyes, our family lacked something crucial: a son.
Steve’s desire for a male heir became an obsession, overshadowing every happy moment we had. His traditional mindset dictated that a man’s legacy could only be carried on by a son, and our daughters, no matter how wonderful, were seen as inadequate. This belief had eaten away at the fabric of our marriage, turning our once joyous union into a battleground of unmet expectations and silent resentment.
Steve’s job kept him away most of the time, leaving me to juggle the responsibilities of raising our daughters, maintaining the household, and managing a part-time online job. His absence wasn’t just physical; it was emotional too. He was a shadow in our home, present yet distant, and his discontent seeped into every corner of our lives.
The Breaking Point
One late night, a seemingly innocent conversation spiraled into a full-blown argument. I had suggested trying one more time for a son, even though I was already forty. Steve’s response was brutal and laced with years of pent-up frustration.
“Shut up already,” he snapped. “We’ve been together for 16 years and you couldn’t bring me a son. What makes you think you will do it this time?”
I tried to reason with him, “But Steve, only God…”
“ONLY GOD DECIDED TO PUNISH ME WITH YOU AND ANOTHER 5 FEMALES,” he yelled, his face contorted with anger. “I wish I could go back in time and change everything.”
The venom in his words was palpable, and it stung more than any physical blow could. Our daughters, our life together, everything we had built was being torn down in this moment of raw emotion. Suddenly, we heard a noise behind the door. When we checked, there was no one there, and we dismissed it as the creaking of an old house. Little did we know, that sound was a harbinger of the events that would soon unfold.
The Missing Child
The next day, our lives took an unexpected turn. It was 6 pm, and Lisa, our 12-year-old, was always home by this time. Panic set in when she didn’t show up. As worry gnawed at us, Sara, our second-born, came running with tears streaming down her face, clutching a letter.
Steve snatched the letter from her hand and began reading. His face went ashen, his eyes widened with fear. He turned to me, his voice trembling, “This is serious.”
The letter was a ransom note. It claimed that Lisa had been kidnapped and demanded an exorbitant amount of money for her safe return. The instructions were clear: no police, no tricks, or we’d never see her again.
The Race Against Time
Our world was shattered. The next hours were a blur of frantic phone calls, desperate plans, and heart-wrenching decisions. Steve, usually stoic and composed, was a mess. His obsession with having a son seemed insignificant now compared to the possibility of losing his daughter.
The experience taught us that the value of family isn’t determined by gender but by the love, respect, and support we give each other. Steve learned to cherish his daughters and our marriage, realizing that true happiness comes from within and is nurtured by the bonds we share.
Our lives were forever changed by that harrowing experience, but it also brought us closer, forging a stronger, more resilient family. The past year had been incredibly tough, but it led to a new beginning, one where we could all be truly happy together.
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