Later that day in Munyan’s living room, Stormy is posed nude on a pile of hay when Munyan’s phone rings. He picks it up. “Oh God,” he says. “It’s Kate from the Daily Beast. We don’t want her.” He tosses the phone aside.

“I heard coyotes out my window last night. I wish they’d eat the journalists,” Stormy kids.

A few minutes into the shoot, Munyan’s partner Barrale barges in with another press interruption. “Stormy,” he announces, “your 60 Minutes preview is out!”

Stormy begins watching on Barrale’s phone and screams.

“The fucking makeup artist made me look ugly!” she cries. “I told Anderson to let me wear only my makeup and use my makeup artist. This is all I’m gonna... Leer Más