uncharted terriTORI

uncharted terriTORI

Hilary Liftin, Tori Spelling

Language: English

Pages: 127

ISBN: B004K24GY0

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub


Welcome to Los Angeles, birthplace and residence of Tori Spelling.

It’s not every Hollywood starlet whose name greets you on a Virgin Airways flight into la-la land. But Tori Spelling has come to accept that her life is a spectacle. Her name is her brand, and business is booming. Too bad when your job is to be yourself, you can’t exactly take a break.

Tori finally has everything she thought she wanted—a loving family and a successful career—but trying to live a normal life in Hollywood is a little weird. With the irresistible wit, attitude, and humor that fans have come to love, the New York Times bestselling author of sTORI telling and Mommywood is back with more hilarious, heartwarming, and candid stories of juggling work, marriage, motherhood, and reality television cameras.

Tori comes clean about doing her time on jury duty, stalking herself on Twitter, discovering her former 90210 castmates’ "I Hate Tori" club, contracting swine flu, and contacting Farrah Fawcett from the dead. Like many mothers, she struggles to find balance (Stars, they’re just like us!)—only most women don’t have to battle it out with paparazzi at the grocery store. She talks openly about the darker side of life in the spotlight: media scrutiny over her weight and her marriage to Dean McDermott, her controversial relationship with Dean’s ex-wife, and her unfolding reconciliation with her mother.

Having it all isn’t always easy—especially when you’re a perfectionist—but with the help of her unconventional family and friends, an underwear-clad spiritual cleansing or two, and faith in herself, she’s learning to find her happy ending. Because when you’re Tori Spelling, every day brings uncharted terriTORI.

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Just when you thought sTORI time was over, the beloved Hollywood starlet has so much more to say.

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"My life has changed dramatically in the past several years. I married Dean; we moved several times; we had two children; we created a show that has gone into its fifth season on the air. I have love. I have a family. I have a home. I have work. It’s all I ever wished for. But trying to be a perfect wife, mother, and mini-mogul has its challenges, especially if, like me, you want to be perfect at all of them at the same time." —from uncharted terriTORI

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

paparazzi are a little like our friend. We liked his personality, but even if they aren’t all so funny and charming, they all have jobs to do. They all have bosses pressuring them to ask certain questions. They all have lives to live, families to feed. I fantasized about putting together a “They’re just like us” photo essay showing the relatable lives of tabloid photographers as they pumped gas and bought coffee. With maybe just one or two unflattering shots taken while they were talking or

suffered in silence behind tightly shut doors like plague victims. After a nurse settled me in a room and left, I thought, This is the beginning of the end. It’s straight out of a movie. Nobody’s coming back. They’ve left us here to die. Sure, it was an isolation floor now. Clearly it would soon be a makeshift morgue. One of the nurses told me, “This is usually the cardiology floor, but now it’s full of people with it. I’ve never seen so many young people on this floor.” An image of a bunch of

CT scan. I was having a bad reaction to the spinal tap. They gave me fluids, antibiotics, breathing treatments, and pain medication. Dean slept on the chair beside me. In the beginning. But after a couple of days I started to improve. And as I started to get better, it turned out that the pain medication I was on made me horny. Dean was happy to take advantage of this new side effect. After the nurses gave me my pain medication, they would leave for the night. Dean would climb into the hospital

I burst into tears. When I’d calmed down a little, I looked at Patti and said, “What do I do? How am I supposed to change?” She said, “Write your happy ending.” Suddenly I understood Murray. • • • After my mother’s Christmas party my friend Dana and I went to a bookstore on Ventura to pick up Christmas presents for Randy and Leah. I wanted to get Leah a book about baking since we’d talked about it at the party. For Randy I needed a travel book to go with the camera I’d already gotten him. I

place. But I feel something life-changing on the horizon. Sometimes I fantasize about moving to a little house in the country where I can live a simple life and be that girl who ran away to her parents’ laundry room. Dean’s on board for that, so long as there’s a dirt bike track. Dean’s always on board. I love what I already have—my children, my husband, my friends, my work, my mother and brother, the life that I always dreamed of, and my ambitions for our future together. No matter how

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