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I met a con artist.🤬I Lost everything!
Scum Sucking Asshole! — He hardcore conned my husband! — Ex-hubby now.
His name was Christophe. My husband met Christophe in New York where he fell for Christophe's bullshit hook line and sinker.
They met at the Plaza Hotel. (The Home Alone #2 Hotel.)
Christophe was pretty fucking slick and my husband was a perfect sucker and gullible mark.
I was home working because I was producing a TV show that was airing nationally called Real Life 101, which was my baby.
I just thought it up one day.
Sitting at home, I just decided one day that I would make a TV show.
Hubby asked me, “Who the fuck do you think you are? I know you think that you’re fucking Speilburg!” — He was a meany with high blood pressure. (I may simply very well be an asshole magnet.)
A few months later we were shooting Real Life 101, which was a career guidance educational TV show for kids.
👇Below is a short minute and a half clip of Real life 101.👇 2 of the hosts were my sons. Jeremy, the blonde guy, and Joey, the redhead. — 1min 30sec clip of my television show. ( 👇Joey is a writer on Medium👇)
