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I met Anna Nicole Smith once in New York with my mom.
It was a quick meet on the street in NY. We were on our way to an afternoon show of Les Miserables. Anna was very sweet. At the time she was holding a large plastic blow up alien.She had been doing promotional stuff for that Mars 2012 Arcade Restaurant around Times Square. We had to approach her, she was such a shocking street sight, even by Times Square standards. She was a human billboard of tits and ass. After the meeting,it almost felt like my mom should of given me that birds and the bees talk she skipped over when I was younger. My mother and I have a special Anna Nicole bond, because of that meeting, we always swap Anna Nicole gossip.
Its so sad, you can't make a person get clean. Of course,I speak from personal experience. She was this person we always knew was fucked up. In that Inside Edition interview (I think it was aired eariler this week) her eyes are half closed, glassy and she can hardly open her mouth when she talked. She did all those awards shows out of her gourd. Everyone was curious about her child's situation, her weight, and all her man drama- her mess. People liked her fucked up and making an ass out of herself. It was her niche-she was like that blow up plastic doll she had under her arm when I met her (only in fuck me doll form).
I'm not going to get too sentimental about Anna Nicole- I gave her no credit in life, so I won't give her much in death. I think its sad that she did all those interviews and shows a mess and still people wanted to put her on those shows. She didn't have much self respect to begin with and the drugs exaggerated that.
Thats will be her lifes legacy- a series of tacky incidents followed by a predictable ending. She was a sad human who brought out something ever sadder in the rest of us because we watched.
It was a quick meet on the street in NY. We were on our way to an afternoon show of Les Miserables. Anna was very sweet. At the time she was holding a large plastic blow up alien.She had been doing promotional stuff for that Mars 2012 Arcade Restaurant around Times Square. We had to approach her, she was such a shocking street sight, even by Times Square standards. She was a human billboard of tits and ass. After the meeting,it almost felt like my mom should of given me that birds and the bees talk she skipped over when I was younger. My mother and I have a special Anna Nicole bond, because of that meeting, we always swap Anna Nicole gossip.
Its so sad, you can't make a person get clean. Of course,I speak from personal experience. She was this person we always knew was fucked up. In that Inside Edition interview (I think it was aired eariler this week) her eyes are half closed, glassy and she can hardly open her mouth when she talked. She did all those awards shows out of her gourd. Everyone was curious about her child's situation, her weight, and all her man drama- her mess. People liked her fucked up and making an ass out of herself. It was her niche-she was like that blow up plastic doll she had under her arm when I met her (only in fuck me doll form).
I'm not going to get too sentimental about Anna Nicole- I gave her no credit in life, so I won't give her much in death. I think its sad that she did all those interviews and shows a mess and still people wanted to put her on those shows. She didn't have much self respect to begin with and the drugs exaggerated that.
Thats will be her lifes legacy- a series of tacky incidents followed by a predictable ending. She was a sad human who brought out something ever sadder in the rest of us because we watched.