I love Anna Nicole Smith because she was real. Yes, real. Even with her bleached hair and boob job, she was human in its purest form. She indulged herself in the vices the rest of us only wished we had enough courage for. She was a Playmate who got fat and slurred her words. She was lust, she was greed, she was lack of will power, she was a mother, a sex symbol, a woman, a widower; she was everything. She may have been loopy, yet who wouldn't be after losing a son? I'm sorry to hear some of the negative statements people have said regarding her death. When a person dies a certain amount if respect should be shown even if you don't like the individual. Rest in peace.