Are you serious?
Look, we know Kobe got married and divorced in California. We know that’s a community property state. We also know Kobe was a serial cheater.
But SEVENTY FIVE MILLION DOLLARS and THREE HOMES? Alimony? Child support? Are you serious? She should have gone to the divorce hearing wearing a ski mask and carrying a .45.
Last I’ve heard, Vanessa was auditioning for a part in a music video when she met Kobe. She was 17. Her job was “none.” As in, “I don’t have one and I’m not getting one.” As far as I’ve been able to tell, her job was “wife.” Come on ladies. When your job is “wife”, and your husband has nine figures in reserve, you don’t work. You don’t take care of the house. You have servants. You have people to drive you where you want to go. You don’t cook; you eat at Spago’s every night. You smile. You look better than good. You overlook your husband banging anything in a skirt, which apparently was somewhere around 105. You count your millions. Which by the way, she’ll now only have half; not ALL like she did before. Oh well, who says there’s perspective in this thing?
Now she’s quite possibly going to the show “Basketball Wives.” I guess if you get a job, it might as well be doing nothing. I might have to tune into that.
Doesn’t Shaunie O’Neal “own” Basketball Wives?” It would be great if if Vanessa and Shaunie picked up fighting majors on stage over their ex-es. That might even get me to tune in.
Vanessa Bryant. The real Kobestopper. And yes, Vanessa is easy on the eyes.