Christie and Cook... Kaput!
Christie's face is pulled tighter than my butt at the thought of anal sex. Eeek!
Just when you think you have the secrets to the universe all figured out, Christie Brinkley has to go and screw it up. I totally thought that the key to eternal happiness was living in the Hamptons, riding horses and having subtle plastic surgery every other month but Christie has blown that to pieces! Sheesh! Thanks for ruining the fantasy.
She and her sixth (seventh? fourth? ninth?) husband, Peter Cook have just announced their divorce. You mean to tell me that a pretty face and millions in the bank doesn't guarantee a lifelong marriage? Well, why not? She must be hell to live with. I peg her for a bipolar manic depressive. Underneath that bronzed skin lurks a maniac.
Christie should totally hook up with her costar in the infomercial galaxy, Chuck Norris. That would be a hot couple. Or she could go the Heather Locklear route and downgrade to dating a schlumpy funnyman like Jon Lovitz. Hey, he was good enough for Janice Dickinson!
Either way she goes, and lesbo would be kind of hot, I'm sure she will come out of this smelling like a rose and looking Asian. Nothing does a body good like a little nip tuck and a new eye lift.
Hey, is Norm MacDonald single?