SCV: You love the attention don’t you?
DS: Yes, I do! I’m surrounded by love. I walked eleven miles in heels at the Gay Pride Parade. Every time I wanted to stop I listened to the crowd, people saying they loved me, and went on.
SCV: Are there any misconceptions about your character that you want to address?
DS: I think the idea I’m harsh. The truth is, I’m very sensitive on the inside, like a little girl. People think that I don’t pay attention to what they’re saying because I can’t. I didn’t hold back, obviously, and I never have regrets about what happened. I have extreme cases of ADD and OCD. I’ll be cleaning my kitchen counters, look out the window, see a butterfly, notice a bottle of Windex in my hand and wonder what I had been doing before the butterfly.”
Turning to S&V’s lovely and evidently imperiled publicist Sonia, Danielle calmly remarked,
DS: There’s a crack in your glass, is that a crack? I noticed it because I was inspecting how clean it was.
SCV: Case in point. Doesn’t this create an interesting internal conflict, a battle between ADD and OCD? You are telling me that you are at once incapable of focus but eternally tormented with the details.
DS: I come from a history of extreme abuse. I have been a victim of domestic violence as well as childhood incest, and I think that the OCD is a division of this personality, from the feeling of never being clean. ADD saved me from focusing on what was happening to me when I was being raped.
SCV: Do you feel that the show fairly portrayed this internal struggle?
DS: No, I don’t think the show fairly portrayed who I am, though the experience was a lesson I had to learn. If I wasn’t in some small way the way I was (on the show), then they wouldn’t have portrayed me like that. I want vindication for Danielle, for my kids. I’m a super great mom, let’s see more of that. If everything works out for Season 2, I want to show everyone who I am, the softer side of me. And I will not be set up with anyone, (coughing) Steve.
SCV: I think many people have always wondered why Steve was considered such a palatable character for so long, and to be honest why you even dated him for so long?
DS: Teresa and her husband were friends with Steve for a long time. I thought that it would be fun, to go out on dates with friends and hang out. Hopefully, they figured out he’s not a great guy. I highly doubt that they still see him.
SCV: Did his presence make any lasting impression on your daughters?
DS: It’s been cleaned up. I learned that I shouldn’t have been dating at all, especially on a television show. Now, I’m not looking to hang out with people anymore. I want to be with my kids.
SCV: Your first husband wrote a tell-all book called “Cop Without a Badge” in which you appear. You have been accused of being a high-end prostitute, an associate of Columbian drug cartels, a kidnapper and an extortionist.
DS: I was never a prostitute. I danced go-go and burlesque, never taking my clothes off. Kevin (the cop in question) is a threat to society and to all mankind. He needs to let me go. He’s a pathological liar, a bipolar manic depressive and a cocaine and alcohol abuser. He served time in Rikers Island; he’s a hardened felon and people want to listen to him? It’s helping a man terrorize me all over again. Any profit he makes from that book after the airing of the episode will go to me. Thank God I have a great lawyer. All proceeds will go directly to the Nicole Brown foundation for domestic violence. It’s an issue that needs to be addressed.
SCV: Did he beat you?
DS: He beat me relentlessly. He posed as an FBI agent when I met him, after I had already gone through my case. He moved me here (to New Jersey), married me and made me into a dancer to support him. He told me that he was a rat and unfortunately I had to wait for something horrific to file abandonment charges.
SCV: What happened?
She is hot as fuck and IndigoGirl you’re probably a fat ugly bitch who’s jealous because guys would rather bang Danielle than ever be with you.
Oh dear, someone’s in a bad mood…
GIrl’s got a face that could crack a sink.
Eugh.