Still Standing: The Untold Story of My Fight Against Gossip, Hate, and Political Attacks by Carrie Prejean

Author:Carrie Prejean
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Regnery Publishing, Incorporated, An Eagle Publishing Compa

Miles screened some of my phone calls that day and helped me figure out how to juggle all of the media requests that were coming in. I joked with Miles that he had become my personal press secretary. He gave me a look that I think a quarterback or two had regretted seeing. Little did I know that Miles would soon actually help me as a press advisor, keeping me from prematurely discussing a conversation that I would have with Donald Trump.

The next day I was set to see Mr. Trump at his office. Mom, Miles, and Miles’s wife Debbie went with me to the big, brassy entrance of the Trump Tower. I was shocked to see paparazzi waiting, snapping photos, and yelling at me. Access Hollywood and Inside Edition were both there, right up front. They filmed me getting out of my car for the meeting with Donald Trump as if I were a head of state arriving for a summit meeting instead of a beauty queen in a PR disaster.

Miles helped us push our way through. Someone whispered, “Look at the bodyguard she’s got!” I got a big laugh out of that.

My heart was racing as we walked through the pink-and-white marble, the brass and mirrors of the Trump Tower lobby. Donald Trump’s office is ultra modern, but fairly modest for what you might expect. It is mid-way up his building, which was a surprise—I thought his office would be at the top of the world with a view of several states. But he is nothing if not a smart businessman. I guess it’s better to rent out the upper floors. The office was large and messy, in a pleasant, busy way. The walls were covered with photographs of former Miss USA winners, sports stars, as well as family snapshots. I felt comfortable there, which surprised me, considering I was sitting in the office of the most powerful business man in the world!

Miles and his wife sat next to me, with my mother directly in front of Trump’s desk. Mr. Trump greeted me warmly.

“I wanted to meet you,” he said. “Carrie, you are fantastic, and you did not do anything wrong.”

I felt a twinge of joy at those soothing words.

“In fact,” he said, “you said the same exact thing as the president.” (When I later Googled “Obama,” “marriage,” and “man and a woman,” I found that Barack Obama’s answer was almost identical to my own, although he managed to work in opposition to Proposition 8.)

Donald motioned for me to sit. He sat behind his desk, his eyes narrowing as I described the events of the last two days. He was very nice. So comforting—he felt more like an uncle than a powerful tycoon.

Finally, my mom could not contain herself anymore.

“Who picked Perez Hilton as a judge?”

There was dead silence.

Then Trump bellowed, “Get Paula Shugart in here now!”

Paula appeared almost instantly, hurrying into the office with terror written all over her face.

“Who picked Perez Hilton to judge this contest?” Donald asked her sharply.

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