VH1's Behind-The-Blog: Isabelle

Disclaimer: Isabelle said I should blog about her. She told me to use my wit. So remember, she asked for this...


Some remember her as the crazy woman who likes to Bitch, Moan, Shit and Giggle. Across the country, she's held such aliases as Chesty Lereaux, Busty St. Clair, and Hootie McBoobity. But to her closest friends (and scores of drunken sailors) she is just known as Isabelle.

It was a dark and stormy night in 1955 when this future adult film star entered the world. She was so ugly, the doctor slapped her mother instead (Hey-Oh!). But after many years of healthy living (and a fortune in plastic surgery), young Isabelle Franklyn Lajoie became a woman.

Voice of Isabelle's Mother: Growing up was hard on little Izzy. While other girls burned their bras for equality, she had to hide. You see, if she let those puppies roam free they could hurt somebody.

And hurt someone they did.

In the spring of 1969, Isabelle was doing a recording session with the Beatles on their last album. After impressing them with her vocal stylings, Lennon and McCartney decided to name the record Isabelle Road. But on their last day in the studio, tragedy struck.

voice of Ringo Starr: I was sittin in the back of the room smokin a fag, just listenin to the last song come together. Isabelle and Paul were really into the song...swayin back and forth ya know. Well, all of a sudden, Isabelle's bra strap breaks and one of her knockers flew up and smacked Paul right in the face! Broke his nose, it did! He couldn't sing for weeks. After that, the boys didn't want nothin to do with her. They made her leave. A few years later I heard she had become a stripper in Boise, Idaho.

That began a dangerous downward spiral of deceit and lies for Isabelle. Within 2 years, she was nearly penniless. She blew her entire fortune on antique Fuzzy dice and Cocaine (powder, not crack).

On June 7th, 1982, Isabelle made a mistake that cost her a hefty price: her life. The details are cloudy. What we know for certain is that Isabelle was in her bedroom with 12 black men and a tall stack of pancakes. Some speculate that her life had hit rock bottom, and she decided to end it. Other's think that one of the men was a jaded ex-lover who wanted revenge. Personally, I believe she mistook a bag of cocaine for powdered sugar. But regardless of the reason why, Isabelle over-dosed and was pronounced dead at the Hospital 30 minutes later. Like so many artists of her time, she died at the age of 27.

Her tombstone read:
Wife, Mother, Special Lover. Grease 2 was her favorite movie.

THE END

NOTE: The preceding was an unauthorized biography. The only actual fact was that Isabelle loves the movie Grease 2. Was the rest truth? or lies? You'll have to decide for yourself.