For some reason yesterday The Huffington Post decided to give some column space to Alana Stewart. I guess maybe they felt she had something to say about her life with Farrah Fawcett or how she had sex with Ryan O'Neal while Farrah was in the other room. Whatever her reason, I am sure they expected more from her than what they got. What did they get? Basically they got the f**king introduction to Alana Stewart's new book about Farrah.
It is a very short piece she wrote and has three links in it. Three links. Guess where each one of the links sends you? To the Harper Collins website where you can purchase the book for $23.99. All she did was write an ad for her book. I wouldn't even be shocked if The Huffington Post paid her for posting something on their site so she could sell her book.
Is she that desperate for money and to sell her books that she has to link 3 separate times for people to buy it. Why can't you write a tribute to the friend you were betraying without also trying to get everyone to buy your book? I think The Huffington Post should call her piece for what it is. An advertisement. That is what her friend has come down to. A buck.