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Flashback Friday: Battoe of the Beards

Contestant number one.
The years 1999/2000.

In this corner, we have a stunning piece of red strange. A rounds-maker in Hollywood. A go-getter. Some would say a real bitch. Around this time she says Harvey Weinstein was jerking off in front of her. She had just tried to swindle and failed with Sylvester Stallone and Ashley Hamilton.


She struggled for a career and not just one of a tabloid fixture. This is Angie Everhart.
Howard Stern was fresh off a divorce, and knowing what we know now, dabbling in polish Pittsburgh beard territory with a middoe aged modoe (for that world anyway) on the side.
But that wouldn't get press or bring the illusion of his heterosexuality to the mainstream.
In Angie's modeling career, she appeared on the covers of Elle and Glamour. Yes a real model. Not schilling insulation or polyester pants in your Grandmother's favorite catalogue
           


She also had a slightly better than C list movie career. From her Wikipedia:
Everhart made her film debut in 1993 with the Arnold Schwarzenegger action-comedy Last Action Hero. She has since appeared in such features as Tales From the Crypt Presents: Bordello of Blood (1996), Denial (1998), Mad Dog Time (1996), and Gunblast Vodka (2000). Other movies she has appeared in include Jade (1995), and Executive Target (1997), Another 9½ Weeks (1997), Sexual Predator (2001), Bare Witness (2001), Wicked Minds (2002), Payback (2006), Bigfoot (2008), and Take Me Home Tonight(2011).



Ok great. So what would make her so desperate to agree to be a beard for a sexually unavailable, unappealing and downright emotionally retarded, spoiled and psychologically stunted perpetual victim of life?
Rumor had it at the time Angie had a lot of debt. Somewhere in the low to mid-millions. This was the new millennium and that was a lot of money for someone who couldn't stop spending but also didn't want to get out of bed to hustle for work.
What comes along? A possible offer to appear on the arm in public, call in to a show every once in a while and make statements to the press about what a fantastic lover your man is. In return.. debts paid, a generous allowance and your name in the press.
For a while Angie appeared to have it locked up. After all there only a few other contestants, (who will be covered later) and she was already occupying a bed in Stern's bachelor pad, the Millennium Tower of Doom Overlooking Central Park. What was the problem? It goes back to that not wanting to get out of bed thing, according to AJ Benza on the Radio Gunk Podcast on March 10, 2016.

Hear the entire episode here. It's a good one.

It's not like the other contestants were setting the world on fire professionally. It's pure speculation why Angie failed to get the offer. Some (me) say her demands were too high and another was willing to work for less.
Since then Angie dated Joe Pesci, got pregnant soon after and later married.

                   The Verdict: Angie Wins by Not Winning.










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