Wednesday, April 11, 2007
Remember Me?
How could you or anyone for that matter forget me? In 2002, while on season 12 of MTV’s The Real World, my suite mates and I put Las Vegas on the map. That $2 million Palms suite we lived in for several months hasn't been the same since. I mention this because just recently MTV approached me and my cast mates about shooting a 6 episode reunion or sorts in the same Palms suite.
Everyone else jumped at the chance to re-emerge on the scene which has since left them all behind. I, on the other hand, have a career unlike any other “Real Worlder.” I’ve taken my celebrity to new heights and am of course the cliff hanger for the potential reunion. With this in mind, at the urging of my agent (hell yes, I have an agent!), I initially held out because MTV certainly will bring out all the stops to pay me if they really want to see this show happen. You might ask how I know this. I know this because they already know that I don’t work for free any longer. I have a rather impressive resume now if I do say so myself. In case there are a few of you who don’t remember me, please catch up by viewing the following. I of course am Trishelle. (the slutty brunette)
Now I'm not one to ever turn down a chance to be seen on television (see my laundry list of tv and movie roles at imdb.com), but this 'go round is a bit different. Expectations are super high and I have to outdo my own personal [whorish] performance which really intrigues me. In light of that, my agent worked out a very lucrative incentive-based contract for the reunion. I am not free to discuss all of the details but do expect to see a Trishelle unlike you have ever seen. Incentives are tied to events that boost what MTV refers to as my slut-factor. I think this could be a super pay day. Unfortunately, only six episodes have been greenlit, so there is no time to screw around. (uhhh no pun intended, plenty of screwing, yet no beating around the bush...again no pun intended...you know what I mean) Expect episode one to kick off with a bang.
Getting called "slutty" by Sally Jesse Raphael while on The Surreal Life was the pinnacle of my career and I intend to put that performance to shame. MTV may end up making this a full season as I'm going to leave no film roll to be wasted. I'm on my way back Vegas so you better be ready. Stay tuned as my slut-factor goes through the roof.
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