Denise Richards just can't catch a break... it started fine, all those years ago, when she was a Hot Young Thing and thus, a Bond Girl (a nuclear physicist no less!) and, for a short while, all was well as she continued to romp her way through Hollywood in various and sundry sex kitten roles... but then she made a supreme error in judgment and married Charlie Sheen and sure, while it was all love and stuff for 5 minutes, and they had a cute child, she ended up filing for divorce while 7 months pregnant with the second child of that union, and, um, that would seem to indicate things suck pretty damn badly (Hookers, anyone?).
Well, Charlie bounced back with an awful but for reasons not understood by Mamarazzi incredibly popular sitcom, a new bride (sort of a poor man's Denise Richards in the looks department) and shiny twin boys, while Denise has simply been on a downward spiral of humiliating reality shows, awkward Dancing With the Not Really Stars and now, this:
Denise, for what it's worth, a lot of people are quite drunk by the 7th inning stretch so this may have gone unnoticed by the folks in the stands...
Oh, that was amazing. Thank you.
Wow, that was just, well... Wow. Hands down, one of the worst things I've ever heard.
She did it in exchange for Wrigley Field allowing her to set up an information booth about kidney cancer (which is what her mom died from)...her singing is truly awful, but her heart is in the right place. Sometimes life is about more than just doing the things you are good at doing.
Laura, that does change my perception. I have watched her show a few times. Her dad seems like such a sweet guy. I wonder how Denise turned into such a potty mouth. I can see why she would use the bod she has to make money (but really, a nuclear physicist? that does require a very willing suspension of disbelief) -- but can't she do it without cussing like a sailor?