Interview With Angelina Love & Velvet Sky |
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Friday, 21 March 2008
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MY NIGHT WITH VELVET-LOVE ENTERTAINMENT By Gerry Strauss I was way out of my league on this one, and I knew it.  It was a Friday night…midnight, in fact…and I was standing outside one of the trendiest nightclubs in New York City. TNA had flown me here to interview Angelina Love and Velvet Sky, but they apparently weren’t in any kind of rush to fulfill their obligation. Instead, the two were partying it up in the VIP room - so I was told by security before they denied me access and told me to wait in a line that stretched around the block. So, I called TNA’s public relations director on my cell phone and waited for him to get ahold of the brash Knockouts.A few minutes later, Angelina and Velvet finally emerged…obviously agitated by the call they received from my TNA contact. Make no mistake about it: the two self-proclaimed “beautiful people” of TNA’s Knockouts Division were engaging in this brief interview purely for business reasons. It was part of their contract. It certainly wasn’t for pleasure, as their constant eye-rolling would attest to. “So, can we get on with this thing already?” Velvet Sky questioned impatiently. “I know that we agreed to do this interview and all, but like, we can’t be out here all night you know. TNA always seems to pick the busiest times for us to do these things.” “No problem,” I stammered as I started taking notes, already feeling about three feet tall. “So, how have you enjoyed your time in TNA so far?” “What kind of a lame question is that?” sneered Angelina Love. “Why don’t you ask the big bosses in TNA how they’ve enjoyed their time with us?” “Helllllooooo?,” Sky piped in. “Have you checked the ratings lately? Our segments have been getting the highest viewers. We bring the magazine coverage and photo shoots. Before us, this company was missing the one thing that rules the world: hotness. Some of these wannabe rats running around TNA tried to achieve hotness, but they couldn’t pull it off. Velvet-Love Entertainment, we are the hotness. Any man with a pulse can’t help but want us, and every self-respecting woman out there wants to be just like us, but they just can’t.” Before Velvet Sky could continue her ode to modesty, two guys pulled up in a car at the stoplight outside the club and started whistling at the Knockouts. The passenger asked if he could get their numbers. “Get real!” Angelina yelled back to them. “You drive a Honda…ewwwwww. Go back to New Jersey!” As the humiliated twosome drove away, my interview subjects continued their verbal assault. “Can you believe those two?” exclaimed Love. “That’s what I hate about men. They think they are on your level. Velvet and I are a total fantasy for losers like them. We know what we like. We like hot boys. We like rich boys. We like powerful boys. Anyone else just isn’t good enough.” “Then, how would a man know that he is good enough?” I asked. “Oh, he would know,” smiled Sky, exchanging knowing glances with Love. “Let’s just say we aren’t exactly the shy types, if you know what I mean.” Sadly coming to the realization that I would never truly get to “know what they mean”, I quickly changed the subject. “Ladies, here’s what I really want to know. TNA has some of the toughest, most athletically-superior female athletes in the entire world. Gail Kim and Awesome Kong have brought a sense of honor and pride to the Women’s Championship, while women like Jacqueline Moore and ODB are equally competitive. Then you two come along and seem to have a totally different attitude than the others. Exactly how far do you expect your looks to take you in TNA?” An uncomfortable silence followed, as both Love and Sky stared quizzically at me as if I had questioned whether the world was truly round. Angelina looked at Velvet. “Did he just ask what I think he asked?” “I think so,” replied Velvet, who flipped open her pink cell phone to check the time. “It’s been two minutes and I’m already bored to tears…plus these people in line really smell.” It quickly became apparent to me that Velvet-Love Entertainment no longer thought me worthy of eye contact. “Well then,” Love responded. “Maybe someone should clue Mr. Geeky Web Guy into how things work in the world. Maybe someone should have him look at a magazine stand or watch the news. Maybe someone should let him know that the most famous celebrities in the world are the women who know how to party, know they’re hot, and aren’t afraid to show it. Paris knows it. Lindsay knows it. Damn, everyone seems to know it but this doof. We can get by on our talent, but we can get ahead with our sexuality. Combine the two, and we are unstoppable” “I couldn’t agree more,” said Velvet, still refusing to address me directly. “You know, we’ve already proven that we can kick ass in the ring, and that’s all well and good, but we are better than that. We are the hottest women in TNA…. No, scratch that, on all of television today, period. So what if we aren’t boring prudes like Gail Kim, or all rough like ODB or Kong? We even tried to do our yearly good deed by giving that freak, Roxxi Leveaux, a makeover. She wasted our valuable time, so she had to pay the price. So, maybe someone should tell this goof that we are done wasting time with him, we are done with this interview, and we are out.” I began to respond, but was immediately signaled to “talk to the hand” as the two walked back to the door of the club to resume their evening of socializing. All that travel and preparation for a five-minute interview. Thanks, ladies. Insulted, disrespected and humiliated, I nevertheless left the club that night with a newfound understanding of Velvet and Angelina. They certainly were not just a pair of pretty faces. These ladies are all about having a good time, but they also have goals, and they will do whatever they need to in order to achieve them. They are sexy…they are shameless…they are Velvet Love Entertainment, and they just might be the most dangerous duo in all of TNA. |
