Every story was being made up. My true friends weren't the ones speaking. It was people who never knew me, making up stories. Even my local paper put a $1,000 bounty out for information about my whereabouts.
I'm not a big believer in a thing called luck. I believe it has a lot to do with fate and just really having a vision of the way you would see your life.
I created a production company. Right now I am so happy in my work.
He's part of the product and will make no bones about creating that image to bring the value up in his product, bring the value up in everything he touches.
This relationship is going to be built on trust.
I finally said, I can't live being carried by this wake.
When that man wants something, he'll stop at nothing to get it. And I also believed in the good of him.
I look back at old photographs and videotapes, and I go, Who was I trying to be? Who was I doing this for?
I was holding a reserve inside all along. When you're with someone as powerful as Donald, you have no choice. You can get lost within that power if you're not careful.
The problem with losing your anonymity is that you can never go back.
When we separated, I did not want to get in a slugfest. I had to take the high ground.
Tiffany is very proud to have the last name and she's proud of her dad.
Donald and I still really wanted to be together, but I was fighting to keep what we had privately, and once the world gets involved in your life, little by little it breaks it down until you forget what it was in the first place.
I was homecoming queen. I was star of my basketball team.
I don't think he cheated on me. During the marriage, I think he was there.
I went to work. That was a turning point. When you have to do eight shows a week and your name is on the marquee, no matter what is going on at home or what's on the cover of the newspapers, you've got to do your job.
What was a really private and nice relationship was judged and made to be something ugly.
He works his business and manipulates and keeps himself in front of the world.
I have a little baby. She knows who I am. My friends know. My family knows.
I met Donald Trump in '85. I ran into him several times throughout the years. We knew we had this connection, but it wasn't appropriate timing. So we'd spend a lot of time on the telephone. By '88, I knew I truly loved this guy.
