Candy Spelling won $90k
Candy Spelling can finally afford that gold-plated gold plating machine -- she hit a $90k jackpot on the slots earlier this month in Las Vegas. You bitch. From TMZ
Sources connected with the Bellagio in Las Vegas tell TMZ ... Candy and some of her girlfriends were at the hotel 2 weeks ago when Candy started playing the high limit slots -- where the machines cost anywhere from $100 to $1,000 a spin. We don't know how many false starts she had, but in the end, Candy hit it big to the tune of 90 grand!!!!!!!!
Here's the thing -- it's not even Candy's biggest slot machine victory ... or 2nd biggest. Back in 2007, she pulled her way to a $200k payday ... and in 2008, she won a cool $180k.
Winning $90K is a huge deal, but not when you're playing slots that cost as much as $1,000 a spin. That'd be like winning less than $25 on a quarter machine. Sure, we can all be jealous that "the rich are getting richer," but this story doesn't say how much she lost before she won. If Candy blew hundreds of thousands just to make $90K, she'd be
in the hole
just like Lindsay Lohan.*8 Candy Spelling pictures total in the gallery:
Tori Spelling and Dean McDermott leaving Michael's craft store in Encino
This may come as quite a shock, but no one is happier that Tori Spelling and her mom Candy reconciled than Tori's jobless husband Dean. Tori's finally gonna pay like a broken slot machine! From E! Online
Last week, E! News learned exclusively that the long-running feud between Candy and Tori Spelling is coming to an end...and Aaron's widow isn't the only person happy about the reunion.
"It's a wonderful, positive thing," Tori's husband, Dean McDermott, told E! News today at an event in New York City celebrating his ABC Family movie, Santa Baby 2: Christmas Maybe. "At the risk of sounding corny, we need more positive stuff in this world, so it's a good thing."
After years of careful planning, Dean's 3 step master plan is almost complete. Step 1. Marry a rich heiress. Step 2. Get her pregnant. Step 3. Wait . . . for her mom's funeral. I got ten bucks on it that Dean shows up to Candy's funeral in some kind of gold-plated car. And with a girlfriend.
Tori Spelling shopping in Malibu, CA
Tori Spelling's mom Candy took to the media yesterday to blast her daughter over how she was portrayed in a recent episode of Tori & Dean: Home Sweet Hollywood
. Of course she did. Boy if I had a nickel for every time my mom released an open letter about me to the media . . . Candy wrote:
TO: MIDDLE-AGED REALITY SHOW STARS (LIKE MY DAUGHTER)
FROM: CANDY SPELLING
I Know many middle-aged people have issues about their parents and their upbringing. I did. My memories didn't match all those of my mother, and, funny thing, it's the same way with my daughter.
Life has consequences. What you say is on the record. Other people have feelings.
I have a vested interest in this subject. My daughter, Tori's, two-part season finale revolves around my granddaughter's first birthday party and how she has made what seems like an agonizing decision to invite me.
Cue music. Cue sideways glaces. Clue Lights.
I did get an invitation just in time for the RSVP deadline. I'm sure its delivery will be on next week's episode with some comment about my house or driveway or street or something they won't like. I wonder if that will be spread out over one part or two. Sigh.
A big party wasn't how I envisioned meeting my granddaughter for the first time; but, hey, this is Hollywood, and my grandchildren have become reality show props, too. At the time I emailed "yes," I didn't realize I was being set up for a two-parter, even though it was clear I was being invited to be part of a segment for my daughter's reality show.
Spoiler alert. Don't read this if you plan to sit through an hour of people looking at their watches and saying "she's late." I decided my first meeting with my granddaughter should be on home video, not primetime cable; so I emailed that i would not be attending.
Back to other reality stars. My husband taught me that the plots have to be fresh and updated. The same old whining gets tired after a while. Enough complaining about what may or may not have happened during first grade or YMCA camp, or what vegetable you were forced to endure, especially when you are privileged enough to be on TV and get paid for it.
For all the reality show personalities, please remember that real life doesn't get edited to make things better or worse or get better ratings. You're responsible for what you do. Life isn't just a show. And your families can't just be props. Make your own season finale without creating conflicts you will regret later.
Don't you just love Hollywood? It's the only place on Earth where people prefer to air their problems through the media rather than in private. Next week Candy will complain to Dateline
about how many boxes of Diflucan she's had to go through to treat her current yeast infection. Candy needs to be the adult in this situation and settle their differences like a typical celebrity parent: with a