Former Playboy Model Says Robin Thicke Wasn’t Acting Very Married When They Met

While attending a charity event Robin Thicke, who has been married to Paula Patton for 7 years and has a 2 year old son with her, met former Playboy model Amy Varela. According to Radar Online, Varela says although at first she didn’t know who he was, Thicke definitely was trying to put the moves on her.

“I approached him, and introduced myself as Amy, and wanted to know what all the buzz was about. He told me he was as singer and that his name was Robin Thicke,” she continued “I then told him that I had heard of him, and I gave him props for working hard in the industry. He asked me what I did, and I told him that I owned an agency and that I was a former model for Playboy.”

Varela then goes on to say that Thicke claimed she was the most beautiful woman he had seen in a while and was very “relaxed and flirty” with her. “He proceeded to tell me how sexy I was, and that he didn’t want to leave Jacksonville. We danced and had an enjoyable time drinking, partying, etc, of course because it was harmless to me at the time. He asked my partner to take a photo with me, so we did.”

Varela claims it wasn’t until a day later that a friend told her that Thicke was married. 

“She said, ‘Didn’t you know he was married, and that he just had a child?’ I felt horrible.. and then it all made sense why he wanted no communication with me,” Amy said. “I didn’t want to look like the groupie girl, or an easy girl, and that’s what I felt like after.”

And this is prime example of why you can’t be polite to these hoes. Let’s say Robin DID say she was the most beautiful girl he’s seen in a while, So? He paid you a compliment, gave you a little conversation and at the end of the night you left with a picture. Not a phone number. Not his hotel room key. Not a dollar more in your pocket.  You left with a dry vagina, empty pockets and a photo for Twitter. And with that small token she still ran back and told the story to blogs as if there was even a story to tell. All because a man complimented her. Damn, did he at least buy her a drink while he was gassing this lost broad? If anything, she told on herself. She didn’t want to be labeled a groupie but admitted that the reason she even approached him was to see who he as and “what the hype was about”. The ‘in denial’ groupies are the worst ones. They don’t even have the audacity to study their craft. Quit running your mouth to blogs when you don’t even have anything Groupie Tale worthy. At the end of the night he still went home to his gorgeous wife without cheating on her and you still look lost. Flirting is what celebrities do. If he’s not fucking, where’s the story?