… Apparently she has had plastic surgeries to resemble Angelia Jolie.

Now, the thing is, I can see why Jolie got plastic surgery. I can see why any media-worker would get a rhinoplasty or a facelift. I can get why some stylists get cosmetic procedures done. Half their jobs rely on maintained youth and attractive appearances.

But Octomom? Um, hello, she’s just a woman who gave birth to octoplets. She is NOT an actress, a model, or a designer.

No, nobody will appreciate you for looking like Jolie. Hollywood is currently flooded with Jolie looks and nobody needs another on the list. I’m starting to think that she’s just an attention-whore.

Putting BUXOM lip venom lip gloss is one thing. Trying to become Jolie’s twin is another.

J has a French accent. JB has Queen’s English. IM has Sussex. I have Essex. And we’re all losing it.

No, we are not losing our minds. But J is starting to sound Brooklyn, JB is starting to sound American, IM is starting to speak Changlish (Chinese English) and I’m starting to think in American!

Not good.

We happen to like our accents, thank you very much. J’s French inability to say “have” with the H sound apparently makes him sound sexy (although we have repeatedly joked that it just makes him sound gay). JB’s RP is impressive. He really speaks in Queen’s English. And IM and I like our accents, it makes us sound… well, understandable.

So we have made a pact not to lose it. It sounds silly, I know, but it helps to feel that there’s three other people on the same boat.