The Red Snakeskin Pants

My stint as a Hollywood producer

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Aside from visiting the Playboy mansion for a whiskey tasting party and having David Duchovny step (barefoot) on my yoga mat — these were two separate events — I also had one brief stint as a Hollywood producer.

See, it was like this:

My husband was involved in a small independent movie project and naturally we wanted to solicit interest in it. You need people to become aware of who you are, to put you on the map, to remember your name, to get interested in what you’re doing. To make potentially important film industry people feel like they have something to gain from knowing you so they, in turn, will drop some Hollywood crumbs your way. That’s basically Hollywood in a nutshell. We needed to drill a hole in that nutshell. So we came up with an idea.

There was going to be a Hollywood party somewhere in — Hollywood, and we were invited. To not let my presence go to waste, I was merely a vestigial structure in this project, we decided that I would be a producer.

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