Here’s my Denise Richards story!
A few years ago, my sister calls me and says, “Hey, did you know we’re related to Denise Richards?”
“Get out!” I say. “How?”
“Blah blah blah.” I don’t remember exactly how. Some way through my mom, she turned out to be something of a cousin. My sister had heard this from my aunt.
“That’s pretty cool,” I say. I get off the phone. Over the next few weeks, I was out with some friends, she came up, and I told them she was my cousin. Everyone was somewhat impressed. I can count on one finger the number of movies I’ve seen her in (Starship Troopers) but what the hell, she’s hot, she’s famous, she’s my cousin.
A few months later I’m visitng my relatives, including my aunt. I say, “Aunt, tell me about Denise Richards. Are we really related to her?”
“Oh yes!” says my aunt. “She’s so-and-so’s daughter. Her real last name is Richard (pronounced, Louisiana style, as Ree-shard) but she goes by Richards onscreen. She went out to Hollywood and got some plastic surgery and is passing herself off as a younger woman!”
“Indeed,” I say, suddenly a little thrown off. “She does a pretty good job as portraying a younger woman. How old is she?”
“Well,” says my Aunt, “Let me see. She was born a couple of years after Mary, so she must be in her early 40s.”
I start laughing. “Aunt, have you SEEN Denise Richards? She’s not 40.”
“Oh yeah! She got a face lift and stuff and is passing herself off as twenty-something.”
I stopped at that point. Later I looked up Denise Richards and she seems to come from Illinois or so, not Louisiana. I’m not sure who’s lying to who along the way, but my aunt still believes she’s related to Denise Richards, who is 40-something years old. I had to sheepishly tell my friends that I had been duped, but they still joke about it. “That’s Lego’s cousin!” they’ll say if they see a trailer with her in it.