Sidney was a girl with a dime a dozen dream to leave the confines of her town in the middle of nowhere and become a star in the big city. On her eighteenth birthday she packed up without a word to her parents and set off across the country. Though initially terrified at the risk she's taken, she did manage to afford a small apartment and apply for small modelling gigs. Her heart nearly leapt out of her chest when she got callbacks. It wasn't long before she was posing for photographers regularly in the smalltime circuit, based upon the appeal of her all-natural smalltown girl next door looks. But she couldn't escape the feeling of inadequacy, even as she gets to peer over her shoulder into the camera wearing tailored dresses and lingerie that are doubtlessly as expensive as they look.

She finally gives into the pressure she's putting on herself and makes her first appointment with a plastic surgeon. It's just a little boob job. They didn't even get perceptively bigger, just more firm. But her confidence soars, as well as her workload. This nip and tuck has paid for itself several times over, and naturally she couldn't help but wonder if getting more work done would have a similar effect. It's a slow descent down the slippery slope, but soon there is barely any part of her body that hasn't been meshed with plastic and silicone. She doesn't want to end up like one of those horror stories, so altered they are barely recognizable as human, but she can't bring herself to draw a line in the sand. Just one more time, she tells herself, as