
Saturday, February 24, 2007
Friday, February 09, 2007
Anna Nicole Smith Dies At 39
Anna Nicole Smith arrives on the arms of a bodyguard before a boxing event Jan. 6, 2007, in Hollywood. The buxom bottle blonde beauty lived life on the edge as it played out like a fairy tabloid tale - jeans model, Playboy centerfold, widow of an octogenarian billionaire, reality-show subject, diet pill peddler, tragic mother — died Thursday, Feb. 8, 2007, after collapsing at the Seminole Hard Rock Hotel.
This is how Smith thinks that men in particular like to see women in the world. Long blonde hair, big boobs and a goofy grin that says "Ugh, I don't know anything". Yeh and in its own way if I try and morph into the body of a sixteen year old guy and imagine how beautiful women are supposed to look like - it sort of measures up. Luckily, I'm a bitter and twisted 41 year old chook who is trying to make some sort of sense of this. I'm not a prude either - don't get me wrong - piercings, tatts, laser eye surgery are just great, I just hate boobs that are filled with silicone. Come on, when you feel those things surely they've got to have the yuk factor.
Smith really grabbed my attention when she appeared on the American Music Awards and was completely off her face. I thought it was sort of funny that someone stuck it up the establishment without even trying and it payed off - everyone was asking Smith to host everything. I think I saw a replay of the eyes rolling in the back of her head sermon about 50 million times on the telly.
Then her son Daniel died only 3 days after she had given birth to her little girl Danilynn Hope in the Bahamas. It had the yuk factor but the really sad yuk variety - like what in the hell is going on with these people?
Then she gets married three weeks later to her attorney Howard K. Stern, who later confesses on Larry King Live that: 'Anna and I have been in a relationship and we love each other, and it's been going on for a very long time, and because of my relationship as her lawyer, we felt that it was best to keep everything hidden'. Stern is now involved in a paternity test to find out the true father of Danilynn. Smith looked more like the bride of Frankenstein on her wedding day.
I guess that somewhere somehow underneath those boobs and fake persona she must have been a little girl once. Did she ever think that when she grew up life would be like this?







