I don't know whether to be intrigued or appalled by this book.
The illusion of Hefner and the seven girlfriends that he has in tow, and how the whole arrangement works. She takes potshots at him in every way possible, and yet tempers that with yet he did pay for my goldfish tank.
Clearly, Ms St James made a choice to be his girlfriend even though she was not physically attracted. She disses this 80 year old man's bedroom performance, and claims he is a manipulator of their affections. All this may be so, but manipulation is a two way street, and the author knows how to work the game.
Hef paid each of these women a cash allowance of $1,000 a week, free facials and beauty work at a Hollywood salon, free medical, free room and board, a $2,000 fashion allowance each for special events, free plastic surgery, usually $10 k for a pair of boobs. In fact Hef must easily be paying close to $500k a year to promote his image.
Hef despite what the author says, appears to be a kind hearted and extremely generous man, giving birthday gifts of $2,000 and giving these ladies lavish cars. Some girls volunteered to be his girlfriend just to get the plastic surgery for free. Whaat?
In fact Ms St James does little else but complain about life with Hef, how she could not always get what she asked for, and when he broke up with girls did not continue to look after them. Insecurity was rampant among the women, and there was continuous plotting to force those who posed a threat to the pecking order out of the house.
If anything Hef was unbelievably generous.
Yet, if they were not paid enough, then why were these women able to buy their own condos and then break up with Hef.
Clearly, the author can never get enough to make herself happy, bigger car , bigger boobs whatever. Now, she uses him to make money by writing a tellall book.
She is appalled that the other girls are scouring around for another sugar daddy, and one of them wants Donald Trump because he complimented her at a party. She sees the other girl's behavior as wrong, yet is doing the same thing herself. Is the pot calling the kettle black?
Hef is not diminished in my eyes by reading this. As for who or what Ms St James is, I allow the reader to draw their own conclusions.
I wonder if this review was helpful.