Life has come full circle for Courtney Stodden. She’s back to meeting old men and falling in practical love. Ah, memories of being fifteen and catfishing on the Internet. Life was such a John Cougar song back then.
Stodden claims her friends put her up to a divorce party to celebrate her official split from Doug Hutchison after six years of marriage, the first three of which involved sex. Once she turned eighteen shit got stale fast. Tons of women do hit up Vegas for a an end of marriage blowout. Some smaller number get paid six hundred bucks by Crazy Horse III to do so in a low cut dress at the front door.
Stodden claims that she and Hutchison remain great friends and talk daily with a focus on business, because the emotional part is too painful. They’re working on a movie together, among other projects that have as much chance as getting noticed as Stodden without 800 cc implants.
“A split is really hard. Doug and I are on really good terms but it’s just hard, you know, because we’re trying to hang on to our friendship because we are best friends and we don’t want to part in a disastrous Hollywood way.”
Did you get divorced simply to name drop Hollywood? People felt intrigued but largely icky about Stodden sleeping with a guy who resembled the old man you take to the park to complete your Cub scout merit badge. Once she aged in Presidential years and took on the hue of a forty-something Minsk sex worker, both intrigue and icky departed.
Check your Tinder for a giant right tit. Open with the fact that you have the latest version of Final Draft and your uncle’s in the marketing department at Paramount. This divorcee is ready to cast her line.
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