Here's Jordan/Katie Price/Frankentits/whatever at a book signing. Not only is she debuting her new tome, but she's debuting the new breast implants she got for her husband as a Christmas gift. And what sexy lady story would be complete without a solid nip slip or two? If you dare, click "next" where you will be transported into a world of surgical science, where medical oddities become mammographic reality. Where she who buys the largest blobs of engineered gelatinous glop in her chest cavity wins, aesthetics be damned. Where day is night, where white is black.
Katie's new schnozz looks pretty decent. The implants, however, appear to have been cobbled together by Mrs. Miller's second grade special education class, using paste, yarn, old bottle caps, construction paper, and rubber-handled Saf-T-Scissors. Not bad for a group effort, however. We'll give the class a C- overall. If only they had made use of the glitter and mylar Popple stickers, it would have been a solid C. Better luck next time, brats.
Jordan shows it off at MrSkin.com.
