Let Aunt Jamie Lee Curtis drop a truth bomb that’s louder than your uncle’s snoring during Thanksgiving dinner.
The 66-year-old scream queen/sass queen recently spilled some seriously unfiltered tea on 60 Minutes. And no, this wasn’t your average “let me talk about my film” interview — it was more like “let me tell you how a cranky camera dude insulted my eyeballs in 1985 and sent me straight to a plastic surgeon.”
So, picture this: Jamie’s filming the movie Perfect (which ironically was not perfect at all), and some cinematographer — who we assume looked like a dehydrated raisin himself — had the audacity to say, “Yeah, I’m not shooting her today. Her eyes are baggy.”
HER. EYES. ARE. BAGGY. Sir??? She was 25. TWENTY. FIVE. That’s practically baby-faced!
Jamie said she was mortified — because obviously — and as soon as the movie wrapped, she yeeted herself into a plastic surgeon’s office faster than you can say “botox regret.”
She told 60 Minutes:
“That’s just not what you want to do when you’re 25 or 26. And I regretted it immediately.”
Jamie, girl, SAME. I regret half my online purchases the minute I hit “confirm.”
Anyway, turns out the surgery wasn’t just a regret — it was a whole domino effect of disaster. Not only did it not cure her “baggy eyes,” but it also ended with her developing a secret opiate addiction. Not the kind of souvenir anyone wants from a nose job.
“I became very enamored with the warm bath of an opiate,” Jamie admitted.
(Wow, what a poetic way to say, “Yup, I got hooked.”)
She clarified that she kept it very hush-hush: no dramatic meltdowns, no mugshots, no Hollywood scandals. Just a quiet, behind-the-scenes battle that she eventually conquered — like the badass legend she is.
But the best part? Jamie’s now out here telling women everywhere that they are perfect (no 1985 movie pun intended) just the way they are. No tweaks needed, no scalpels involved, no creepy cinematographers judging your face like it’s an avocado past its prime.
So moral of the story?
Don’t let some dusty film bro talk trash about your eyelids.
Don’t rush into surgery to impress anyone but yourself.
And never trust anyone who uses the word “baggy” as a diss.
We love you, Jamie. Wrinkles, regrets, realness, and all. 🖤