Secrets of My Hollywood Life #4: Paparazzi Princess

Paparazzi Princess

Jen Calonita

On Location

Family Affairs

In honor of my grandmothers, Kathleen Calonita and Evelyn Horn, who always inspired me to dream big.

TV Tome

Catching up with Kaitlin Burke!

Week of December 30

Family Affair
's favorite daughter talks about life after a hit TV show.

By Steven Diamond

TV TOME: Pretty soon
Family Affair
will be no more. How are you coping?

KB:
It's hard, you know? I've been on this show practically my whole life. Let's talk about something happy, like where I'm going for my winter break.

TV: Sure thing. So where are you going on vacation?

KB:
(laughs)
I'm glad you asked, Steven. My family hasn't been on a major vacation in years so I'm really excited to turn off my cell phone and veg --
(Kaitlin's flack, Laney Peters, interrupts and is heard insisting Kaitlin not reveal the location.)
I'm sorry. Where was I? Oh, I was saying I can't wait to get away.

TV: Guess you can't say where, huh?

KB:
Um, I don't even think I'm allowed to reveal what hemisphere I'll be in!

TV: If the paparazzi knew, they'd probably turn up in droves.

KB:
I'm no Angelina and Brad, but a few faithful always seem to know where I'm going before I do. The paparazzi have cut me a lot of slack over the years, so I don't mind too much when they want a picture -- as long as I'm not in mid-bite!

TV: It has to be hard to deal with. The press courts you like you're their personal princess, but they seem to like when you fall from grace too.

KB:
(Muffled voices again.)
Um, well, yeah, I have had some scuffles, haven't I? But that's what happens when you're seventeen and you live your life in public. You're going to mess up and everyone's going to know about it. I'm just thankful that I've learned from my mistakes. I never want to get completely out of control, which is why I keep a life outside of work, and stick close to my family and friends. They keep me grounded.

TV: And don't forget the boyfriend, Austin Meyers. How are things between you and the hottie high school lacrosse player?

KB:
Good! He's amazing. Austin makes it easy for me to think about more than just work. He's fun to be around and he makes me laugh. I couldn't ask for better.

TV: You're going to hate me, but we have to talk about
Family Affair
now.

KB:
(sighs)
Okay. It's just that you're the first reporter to ask me about the show ending since it was announced publicly. I'm still in denial.

TV: What are you going to miss most about
Family Affair
?

KB:
Definitely the people I work with. FA is my second family. It's going to be really hard not seeing them practically every day anymore.

TV: Can you tell us anything about how the series will end?

KB:
Your guess is as good as mine! Our executive producer, Tom Pullman, is keeping the final scripts under wrap. None of us have seen it yet.

TV: What about you? What do you think your life will be like post-
Affair
?

KB:
I know I want to do projects that will help me grow as a person and as an actress. Beyond that, I'm not sure. Hopefully a restful vacation will help me figure out the rest.

Family Affair
airs Sunday nights at 9 PM EST. Kaitlin's next film,
Pretty Young Assassins (PYA)
, costarring her ex, Drew Thomas, hits theaters this May.

One: The Great Escape

"Okay, Kaitlin, just relax."

"I am relaxed," I insist.

Okay, that's a lie. I'm petrified.

"There's no need to be nervous," Pierre says soothingly.

I'm starting to think my Greek God of a parasailing instructor, Pierre, is a mind reader. He's sitting in the driver's seat of a Winch boat that is seconds away from pulling my parasail chair off the back of his boat and hundreds of feet into the air above the waters of Turks and Caicos Islands, where I'm vacationing. Pierre may be used to doing this, but I'm completely freaked out.

Pierre starts the motor. "Ready, Kaitlin?" he yells over the humming. My bodyguard, Rodney, and my brother, Matty, are sitting behind Pierre, their heads bobbing as the boat rocks back and forth in the relatively calm ocean. "If anything goes wrong, just pull your cord and we'll bring you down," Pierre adds. "Got it?"

I attempt to say yes, but when I open my mouth, it feels like I ate a fistful of cotton. I fidget in my chair, which is thankfully still grounded on the back of the Winch boat. When the boat takes off, a suspiciously thin tow cable will be my only lifeline as the air catches my parachute and sends me flying.

How did I get myself into this?

I try to calm myself by focusing on my outfit. I adjust the straps on my cute white lace Dolce & Gabbana bikini, which feels itchy under my life jacket.

Oh God. What if this all goes terribly wrong and this is the last piece of clothing I ever get to wear? I can see the tabloid headline now:
Teen star Kaitlin Burke plummets to her death parasailing in the Caribbean wearing this season's sold-out lace bikini by Dolce & Gabbana.
I grab my straps and prepare to unhook myself.

"Hey, Kates!" my younger brother, Matty, yells over the loud engine. "You look like a ghost!" I glare at him. "Listen, if you wimp out, I won't tell anyone -- except
Celebrity Insider
," he adds with a devilish grin. "Rod, hand me my cell. I'm sure Brian Bennett would like to hear that Kates chickened out of parasailing."

WHAT? Over my dead body. Maybe literally. Ha, ha. Ahem. I will
not
be tomorrow night's lead story on
Insider
! I take a deep breath and close my eyes. "GO!"

I hear Pierre rev the boat to full-throttle and I scream as my chair begins to lift off the back of the boat. Within seconds I feel the wind pick up and my parachute rises into the air. After what seems like an eternity of screaming, I open my eyes and look down.

WHOA.

I am sailing high over the Caribbean! The bright blue water is so clear, I can actually make out rocks and coral below the surface. I can see the beach near our hotel, people jet skiing and swimming, and look! There's my Winch boat with Matty, Rod, and Pierre. It looks like a Matchbox car from up here. I quickly shut my eyes again.

This. Is. Terrifying.

Yet . . . kind of exciting too. No one can see me up here, not even the paparazzi with a long camera lens. That's a parasailing plus, for sure. I'm used to living my life under a microscope, so this ride is pretty freeing -- even if only for a second.

Don't get me wrong -- I love being a Hollywood "It" girl. I've been playing cotton-candy-sweet Samantha on the hit TV show
Family Affair
since before I started kindergarten. I get invited to the best parties, I'm on a first-name basis with Zac (as in Efron), and I have Stella McCartney on speed dial for fashion emergencies.

Being a teen star is like winning the lottery, but it does come at a price. When my non-celebrity best friend Liz breaks curfew or fights with her dad, she loses Sidekick, cell phone, and TV privileges for a week. When I screw up, Perez Hilton knows before my parents do, and then when they do find out what I've done, they can download my embarrassing moment on YouTube.

The light blond hair on my arms stands on end. It's sort of chilly up here. The wind picks up, smacking me in the face, and my chair suddenly lurches right. I'm flying high above the exclusive Parrot Cay resort again now, which is where we're staying. The villas look like dollhouses and I can see the pathways to the pools and tiny people lounging on the beach. I wonder where Mom and Dad are right now. Hopefully they're not anywhere they can see me. Before I know it, my chair sways to the left and then I'm descending.

Of course! Just as I start to enjoy myself. Within minutes there's a loud thud and my chair lands on the back of the boat as if I'd never even left.

Ahhh . . . land, sweet land (well, sort of). I've missed you.

"That was awesome," my brother Matty says as we disembark a few minutes later and walk onto the beach boardwalk. His Ralph Lauren bathing suit is completely soaked from the quick jump in the water he just took to cool off. He shakes out his hair and water pelts me in the face.

"Watch it!" I laugh.

"What?" Matt protests. "I want to look good in case we run into anyone." He slicks back his hair. Honey-blond locks, fair skin, green eyes -- looking at Matty is like looking at a mirror, except, well, he's a thirteen-year-old boy and I'm a seventeen-year-old girl. But still.

"You mean like Maya?" I tease. Matty met this cute redhead at our resort and has been drooling over her all week. The two of us are so busy taunting each other that I don't realize someone else is talking to me until they're blocking my sun.

"You're Kaitlin Burke, right?" a girl asks. She's wearing oversized Dior sunglasses and a teeny brown Versace bikini. Her long blond hair is pulled into pigtails. She's holding a tiny, yappy Pomeranian -- which is growling at me. I didn't even know they allowed dogs at the resort.

I suddenly realize I know this girl. She's Ava Hayden. There's not a party in Los Angeles that she's not on the invite list for. Ava had her own reality show on VH1 for two seasons, but her real claim to fame is having an endless stream of money, thanks to her parents' popular, upscale steak restaurant chain, and her uncanny ability to live her entire life in the presence of the paparazzi.

"Ava, right?" I say. "This is my brother, Matty, and my personal security, Rodney." Rodney (who hates the word bodyguard, which is why I avoid it) just grunts. Matty is speechless so I keep talking. "How are you?" I ask.

"Hot," she whines. "This island is way too humid. I'm hoping parasailing will cool me off. I'm not sure Calou is going to like the boat though," Ava adds, gesturing with her small, wound-up pup.

A girl walks up next to her. "Maybe we should throw him overboard." Seeing the look of horror on my face, she laughs. "I'm just kidding," she says. "I love this annoying little guy." She rubs his head and he tries to bite her. "Calou goes with Ava everywhere. Even if we have to sneak him on and off the resort every day."

The girl is Ava's sidekick, Lauren Cobbs. She's an heiress too -- her parents own a major electronics company -- and she's had her own show on E! She's also been in a few slasher films, usually playing the part of the girl who dies an awesome death two minutes into the movie.

Ava rolls her eyes. "Of course I take Calou on vacay. He deserves one just as much as I do, don't you, sweet pea?" The dog yaps in agreement.

"Well, if something happens to you during parasailing, you better not leave your fortune to some dog," Lauren says as she twirls her long, brown curly hair around a red manicured finger. "I want your four-carat diamond hoops." Lauren's wearing an itty-bitty bikini in navy blue with a sheer, long-sleeved cover-up covering, well, nothing.

I laugh. "I wouldn't count on getting those earrings," I tell Lauren. "I just finished parasailing and I survived. I was petrified, but once I got over it, it was exhilarating." The two of them just stare at me and nod.

"I'm sorry," Lauren says finally. "It's just, we love you. Seriously, we're big fans.
Family Affair
is like the best show ever!"

"I can't believe it's going off the air. Fifteen years!" Ava complains. "My mom cried for an hour when we heard about it on
Celebrity Insider
."

"Yeah, I was pretty broken up too," I admit. I haven't thought about
FA
much while I've been on break, but hearing Lauren and Ava talk about the show's soon-to-be demise brings the emotions flooding back. "I've grown up on that show. I'm really going to miss it."

"I'm sure you'll get a new show in a second," Lauren says. "You're huge! And not just for
Family Affair
. I mean, everyone is still talking about you going all
Hannah Montana
and enrolling at that high school last year. Pretty fresh."

"And about how you dated two gorgeous guys at once," Ava adds. "How did you manage both Drew Thomas and that high school hottie?" Matty snorts.

"Oh, I wasn't dating Drew," I say quickly. "That was this silly publicity stunt the people on my next movie,
Pretty Young Assassins
, came up with. I'm dating the, uh, high school hottie." They nod. "How do you guys know all this stuff?"

"I live for Page Six," Ava says solemnly. "And I never miss an issue of
Sure
."

"Or an episode of
Access Hollywood
," Lauren adds.

"You guys watch and read that stuff?" Matty is stunned.

"Of course," Ava says. "Don't you?"

Matty and I look at each other. I mean sometimes, yeah, when it has to do with our family, but I don't live and breathe the rags. "Not every day," I say awkwardly.

"It's always good to stay on top of your publicity so you can get more of it," Lauren says knowingly. Suddenly she notices my bathing suit and squeals. "Where did you get that bikini? Ava, that's the one I was looking for, wasn't I? Just last week at Bendel?"

"It looks so good on you," Ava says admiringly to me. "You can pull off white. I look pasty."

I blush. "Thanks." I've met both Lauren and Ava before, but I don't think I've ever said more than two words to either of them. Their party girl reputations precede them, but they actually seem pretty nice. "I got it at that cute store on Melrose."