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Fame & Fortune: Author Tami Hoag
Thriller writer loves to horse around with her money |
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Bankrate: Are horses a good investment?
Hoag: Not really; they're
not a good investment. Especially in this sport where some of the
highest-ranking horses in the world are in their teens. My older
Grand Prix horse -- her name is Coco Chanel -- is 19 this year and
better than ever. You build such a partnership when you have a really
good horse, and when that happens there isn't enough money on the
face of the earth to buy that horse from me. Someone tried to buy
her from me Saturday night and I'm like, I'm going to have that
horse until she dies, then I'm going to cremate her and have her
ashes until I die and they cremate me, and they will chuck us out
of the plane together. There's just nothing that would make me part
with that horse.
Bankrate: How has your success allowed you to indulge yourself as a single woman in Los Angeles?
Hoag: I am quite the mega-shopper,
the uber-shopper. That's kind of how I indulge myself. I love my
shoes (laughs), and I never used to. Growing up, you had a pair
of black shoes for winter and a pair of white shoes for summer and
a pair of snow boots and sandals and that was it, you know? You
did not have shoes that you didn't have to have. This all came out
in me about three years ago when I broke up with my boyfriend who
I had moved to L.A. to be with, and it was a pretty ugly crash and
burn. I came away from that and said, you know, I need to be really
nice to myself and sort of indulge my inner child a little bit,
because no one else is doing that for me. So I embraced my inner
girl, and my inner girl likes great shoes and shopping on Rodeo
Drive. She's an expensive child.
Bankrate: Danger, Manolos ahead, eh?
Hoag: Well, I don't go
to the really high end, the Manolo Blahniks, because I like shoes
too much, and for what it costs to buy one pair of Manolos you can
buy three pairs of Stuart Weitzmans and be happy. I've still got
enough Midwest in me to keep me out of too much trouble.
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