Längtar tills Kendra Wilkinson/Baskett släpper sin bok. Riktigt spännande att se var det kommer att stå i den. Gillar henne som fan! Köpt Jenna Jamesons men inte börjat på den än 😛 Syrran sa att den va skitbra så får väl ta tag i det 🙂
Här är lite text från när hon uttalat sig i olika sammanhang. (Källa:Celebitchy.com)
”On drugs, cutting herself, overdosing and ending up in a mental institution
The coke, weed, acid, crystal meth, alcohol and whatever pills I could get my hands on kept my mind in a haze. My mom was very worried. I felt terrible putting her through so much, but that didn’t stop me…I’d take scissors and jab them into my arm, slicing until a stream of blood ran down to my hand. One day I went through the medicine cabinet and took everything I could find. My mom and grandmother rushed me to the hospital. The doctors made me drink pure charcoal….
For two weeks I stayed there [in a mental institution]. I felt like a crazy person. I got into a fight and they put me in one of those white rooms with rubber walls.
I heard somewhere that you could overdose on toothpaste, so one night I tried to eat an entire tube. Nothing can describe my pain during that time more than the fact that I tried to overdose on toothpaste….
On becoming a stripper after she quit doing drugs
I was feeling sexy because of the attention I was getting [for modeling at car shows]. I was eighteen. I thought, “I shoule be a stripper.”For the first time in my life I felt sexy and powerful. I was the top earner in that club. But I thought I’d do even better if I were bigger. I worked for two straight nights to collect my boob job money and had them done. I had my dream boobs and business was good!
On having sex with Hugh Hefner for the first time
One of the girls asked me if I wanted to go upstairs to Hef’s room. In my head I could hear my mom’s voice: ‘You know they have orgies there.’ I said “Okay, if I have to.” It seemed like every other girl was going, and if I didn’t it would be weird.One by one, each girl hopped on Hef and had sex with him… for about a minute. I studied their every move. Then it was my turn… it was very weird.
I wasn’t thinking about how much older Hef was – all the body parts worked the same. I wanted to be there.
On deciding to be Hef’s girlfriend
The next morning Hef came into my room to see how I was doing. Hef never went into the guesthouse. “Hello, my darlin’” he said. I felt special, loved and pretty. Isn’t that all a girl really wants out of a boyfriend?…There was a world outside San Diego that I needed to explore – and I felt like Hef was the guy who would help me do that. Moving into the mansion when I was 18 felt like a spiritual event.”
