Following her 2004 divorce from San Francisco newspaper editor Phil Bronstein, Stone began to feel insecure about her appearance.
"Nobody loves me. I'm 103. My life would be better if I had better lips," she recalls in the magazine. So, she had something -- the name of which she doesn't remember -- pumped into her pout.
The result? "What the hell?" says Stone, adding that her pucker became so overplump that her lips didn't match and even gloss wouldn't stay on.
Looking "like a trout," Stone vowed never to dip her toe -- or any other body parts -- into the pool of plastic surgery again.
These days, the mother of two feels more confident about getting older. And why shouldn't she?
"I really get pursued by men in their twenties, like, a lot," she says, then jokes, "They probably know there's food in the fridge and that somebody's going to talk to them and ask them how their day was."
But seriously, folks, if there's one lesson that Stone has learned over time, it's that, "Life and love is like the ocean," she says. "Sometimes the tide is in and sometimes the tide is out, and sometimes it's like the frigging Mojave." Right now, Stone is in Mojave mode.
"Fortunately," she says, "I like the desert. I'm a desert flower."
In related news, another outspoken actress is spouting off about plastic surgery in Allure.