Occupation: Model Birth: November 28, 1967 Death: February 8, 2007
I want to be the new Marilyn Monroe..
I couldn't make ends meet. I tried Red Lobster. I tried Wal-Mart. I tried all these places and I couldn't make it. I couldn't. So, I tried this gentl….
It's very expensive to be me. It's terrible the things I have to do to be me..
If I have another child, I doubt I'll get married again. I don't think men particularly want to be with me..
People are just so stupid..
For some reason, people think I am this terrible person and it really hurts me to hear that. I am just doing the best I know how to..
Marrying into money was not a good thing for me..
A ghost would crawl up my leg and have sex with me at an apartment a long time ago in Texas. I used to think it was my boyfriend, and one day I woke ….
I want to be the new Marilyn Monroe and find my own Clark Gable..
I wanted to become a model and an actress..
I was 23, and he was 86. I saw a very sick man. I just wanted to just talk with him. There was no physical attraction at all. He was very much attrac….
Vickie Lynn Hogan is my birth certificate's name..
I can't eat more than six hundred dollars worth of food..
I have been alone since my husband died. I stay in my home. I don't date. It's hard to date when you're at home. Nobody knows you..
I never thought to ever ask for money. I was so stupid..
I don't have a boyfriend right now. I'm looking for anyone with a job that I don't have to support..
I grew up poor. I had no money. My family was poor. There's things I wanted to do and couldn't. I was an abused wife. Just - there's tons of things t….
He's comming to meet me on Sun. Cant wait!!... Please God let him love me!!... This could be it [followed by five happy faces].... Hes going to publi….
Nobody has ever respected me and done things for me and loved me. So when Howard (former husband J. Howard Marshall II) came along, it was a blessing….
I've been craving peanut butter-and-mayonnaise fried cheese sandwiches..
I did Playboy. There was an ad in the paper for playmates. Playboy called me and flew me to Los Angeles, and I was on the March cover of 1992..