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August 9, 2016 | celebrity | Lex Jurgen | 0 Comments
Tracy Anderson is the tiny athletic trainer who dances Madonna and Gwyneth Paltrow and other women you’d never want to take along on a road trip into tip top shape. She leads by example. That includes a healthy diet, rigorous workouts, and enough plastic surgery and breast implants to make it very clear she’s one of you.
Anderson worms her way into the lives of her more prominent clients. She gets under your skin and you simply don’t want her to go away after your hour’s up. The same reason John Travolta bought a row of Brownstones for his male masseuses. Anderson’s there late night when you’re drunk and crying so she definitely knows the location of your down low abortion doctor. That information equates to a shit ton of Santa Barbara and Hamptons private party invites.
Anderson may never be a part of their world, but sloppy seconds with what these people toss aside is pretty fucking luxurious. This would be Pretty Woman if she didn’t so strongly resemble a squirrel.
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