Snapchat just got a whole lot bloodier.
A plastic surgeon nicknamed ‘Dr Miami’ is documenting his surgeries on social media.
Today, he posted a Snapchat (for those not familiar with Snapchat: The point is to send quick photos/videos, either directly to a friend or for all followers to see) that was 1800 seconds long. That’s half an hour, people.
So why are his Snapchats so popular? Blood. Gore. Boobs.
Dr Miami (who’s real name is Dr. Michael Salzhauer) has two full-time social media assistants, and all of his patients sign social media consent forms. The assistants the film the process, montaging from the office, to the consultation rooms, to the operating table.
And it’s not for the faint-hearted.
Yesterday, Dr Miami broke new ground by introducing the Periscope app to his social media mix, a live streaming app through Twitter. Viewers were able to send him questions as he worked on the breast tissue. Questions about recovery periods, techniques, incisions – anything.
It’s gross. It’s interesting. It’s like a car crash you can’t look away from.
WARNING: Graphic surgical images. Really, really graphic. Post continues after gallery.
In today’s Snapchat, Dr Miami casually fixed a nose, augmented a few breasts, sucked in some stomachs and injected fat into some booties (the Brazilian Butt Lift, or BBL, is one of his most sought-after surgeries). Snapchat was there when he made the first incision, when he shoved in the saline implant, and when he sewed a woman’s new belly button to her new stomach.
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His casual demeanour is both terrifying and incredible. Dr Miami shows a bowl full of removed fat, and calls it ‘booty cheese’ (VOMIT). He talks of the smell when he is burning the fatty tissue under the nipple, likening it to that of a barbecue.
And who doesn’t like a good ‘before and after‘ photo?
If you want a front row seat to plastic surgeries, follow @therealDrMiami on Snapchat/Instagram/Twitter.
Or if you want to burn your phone just to never see those images again, we understand.
We’re torn.
Top Comments
Ugh, the smell of diathermy during a caesarean just came rushing back to me. *shudder*