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Friday, October 20, 2006

Book #49 - The Starter Wife

I made brief mention of this book back on a prior SPF when talking about the husband's ex. He needed a practice marriage before he could take on the likes of me, bitches.

Anyway, this book was pretty quick to read. It is written by the wife of Brian Grazer, the famous producer. So if anyone knows the ins and outs of Hollywood marriages, it would be her.

The main character, Gracie, is unceremoniously dumped by her studio head hubs, Kenny. She ends up moving into the famous Colony of Malibu into a house that is owned by a friend who will be out of town for the summer. So she and her daughter pick up shop and move to the beach from Rockingham (street name sound familiar???? think OJ.) Her life begins to sink at first, but then of course, she finds the person she used to be before she was sucked into the vortex of Hollywood and caring about stupid shit.

In short, a good read - especially when you have an afternoon or two to yourself. Would go fab with a margarita.

Oh, and has anyone else heard that OJ is being paid several million bucks for his account of the murders???? Should he have an account being that he claims to not be there? Oh, the best part - the tentative title.

"If I Did It."

I shit you not.

Why has someone not taken his ass OUT?

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Elizabeth at 10:17 PM

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at 11:05 PM Blogger Tammy said...

You'd think Goldman would have taken him out. I would have.

Sounds like a fabby book.

 
at 11:59 AM Blogger Cheeky said...

I will have to add this one to my reading list. Why do people still give OJ media attention - I mean really....

 
at 2:13 PM Blogger Kami said...

If I Did It?

For real?

 
at 9:56 AM Blogger patti_cake said...

I can't believe nobody has taken him out either. The Browns or the Goldmans... he is a primo Waste Of Space..

 
at 10:50 AM Blogger Nicole said...

How about this
"How I got away with it and how I am now getting paid for it, Suckahs!" I think that is much more appropriate of a title...;)

 

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