Holly is finally doing it, you guys! Except for everyone else in the world is STILL out to get her. During her run on Dancing with the Stars, producers asked her to mention Hef and Playboy in her intro segment so people would know who she was. Holly couldn’t BELIEVE that Playboy was still following her into her new career on her own! Holly’s memory seems to be incredibly short as she apparently didn’t realize that without Playboy or The Girls Next Door, no one would know who she was. She refused to mention Hef, but agreed to mention being on the show. I understand how reality stars like Holly don’t necessarily realize that they are going to be pigeon-holed like they are when they sign on for a show, but she isn’t stupid. She had to be aware of the fact that she was known because of Playboy, plain and simple. However, Holly was now in the driver’s seat and ready to move on.
SO Holly is at a crossroads and needs to decide if it’s time for her to give life outside of Playboy the old college try. After her pseudo-date with magician (I can’t believe that is really an adult job) Criss Angel, Hef called Holly and screamed at her. Apparently, her security had told on her and said that Holly had a man in her room, even though she maintains that she did nothing wrong. After that outburst, Holly decides once and for all that it’s time to pack her shit and GTFO of the mansion forever.
So after the whole debacle of not getting paid for the first season of The Girls Next Door, Holly, Bridget and Kendra became savvier to the whole reality game and quickly started enjoying themselves. The enormous popularity of the show helped boost Hef’s ego, and he even stopped requiring the girls to sleep with him any longer, much to Holly’s relief.
Just when Holly didn’t think things could get ANY worse, life at the Playboy mansion proved to be hell over and over again. Hef didn’t think she was pretty enough to be a Playmate, the mean girls just kept getting nastier and nastier and Holly was losing every bit of her individuality.
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Holly, now saved from a life of living on the streets, moved into the Playboy mansion. Upon her arrival, she was surprised that none of the other girls helped her move in or took her aside to give her an orientation about living there. I don’t know the etiquette for living in an alternate universe naked lady sorority house that is ruled by an elderly dictator in a silk robe, but Holly had just complained about how all of these girls “tricked her” into sleeping with Hef, so I don’t know why she was surprised.
Oh Holly Madison. I can’t quit you, even though I REALLY wanted to after reading The Vegas Diaries and couldn’t stand to hear one more second of your victimhood. But then my sweet sister-in-law gave me this book for my birthday and I realized maybe I just didn’t care that much about Holly’s life post-mansion, but I LOVE LOVE LOVE a good tell-all! So hold on to your hats, kids. This one is a doozy!
So where were we? Ah yes, our Holls has finally met a nice guy! Even though she has some reservations (Mark is only 23 to her 31, he lives in NYC, he seems soooo nice, he doesn’t wear a side-cocked trucker hat or a silk smoking jacket, etc.), Holly is happy that she met someone she can actually be herself with.
OR CAN SHE?
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So where were we? Ah yes, Holly is desperate to prove everyone (literally, every being on the planet) that she can make it on her own without Hef! And that someday, someone will be able to love her for who she is, not what she can do for them (and they can look past the fact that she basically was a part of a harem for several years). AND DON’T YOU TRY TO SAY OTHERWISE!
Ah, Holly Madison. The woman once mostly known for being inexplicably in love with Hugh Hefner and wearing either nothing or Juicy Couture velour tracksuits has proven herself to be quite the storyteller. I LOVED her first book, Down the Rabbit Hole, which I will be reviewing at a later date. That book dealt with Holly’s time at the Playboy Mansion as Hef’s number one girlfriend, E!’s The Girls Next Door and her life post-Playboy as a showgirl in Las Vegas. This book takes place at the same juncture, but focuses more on her dating adventures after Hef and Las Vegas magician (and resident d-bag) Criss Angel.