One of our very brave readers just sent us her first person account of Star Jones' book signing.

I happened to stop at Walden Books in NYC this morning on my way to the airport, didn't realize Star Jones was having a book signing. She had just arrived from the View show with her ever constant companion/bodyguard(?)/obviously-gay husband, All Reynolds Jones. Like on the red carpet, I guess he was there to direct celebrity traffic. Needless to say, he wasn't needed since there wasn't anyone other than some from the View audience show and a variety of "black is beautiful" rebels awaiting the signing.

I quick-read much of the book on my flight home. My opinion: nauseating tripe. How this get-someone-else-to-pay, non-celebrity continues to believe she is the diva that all of her tiaras attempt to declare she is, is beyond me. I have already placed the book near the cat's litter box for future use….. page by page.

We're so sorry to any out of towners who were hurt by this incident while visiting New York. Please continue to come here, buy stuff from Walden Books, and ride the Staten Island Ferry.