Malibu Nanny: The True Adventures Of The Former Kardashian Nanny

very nice, and I was not going to play games. Did I just say no to
Sylvester Stallone? Am I crazy? But I knew this could hurt me down the
line, and I didn’t want to lose my job.
Not one to be dissuaded, Sly did not take no for an answer, because he
knew I liked him, and I guess he figured he’d wear me down eventually,
which he did, although I really didn’t put up much of a fight. He kept
calling now and then and I would tell him I wasn’t interested, but then
relent and talk to him. Why? Because I had no friends outside the
Jenner family and the maid, and come on, it’s Sylvester Stallone, the
man of my dreams with whom I’ve been infatuated since I was fourteen
years old.
He continued to ask me out, but I kept saying no. Truth be told, part of
me was scared to death. I thought I couldn’t meet his expectations. He
had been with many beautiful women. I didn’t feel good about myself at
that time, as evidenced by the eating disorder I was battling. One day I
voiced my concerns to him. He talked me through some of my
insecurities about my appearance, and continued to insist I go out with
him.
I was 19. He was 42, but SO hot! The age difference didn’t bother me
at all.
A few days later, he left for New Jersey to film the movie Lockup, and
was gone for three months. He spent a great deal of time in a prison cell
to get in character and understand the feeling of being confined. He
called me every day. We regaled each other with stories of our families,
childhoods, and previous relationships. As the days turned into weeks,
our friendship blossomed. I confided in him about my eating disorder,
and he was supportive and helpful, and over those few months, I lost
most of the weight I had gained. (The possibility of dating Sylvester
Stallone was slightly motivating, as you can imagine.)