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beverly07Beverly Peele (1975- ), an American supermodel, was one of the top fashion and print models of the early 1990s.

She started modelling on the runways of Paris at age 12. In 1989, by age 14, she had made her first million and became the first black woman to appear on the cover of Mademoiselle magazine. In 1993, at age 18, People magazine named her one of the 50 most beautiful people in the world. She appeared on hundreds of magazine covers. All the top fashion designers wanted her.

But then suddenly it all came to end.

Where Naomi and Tyra had wanted to be models since they were little girls, she did not. She said she wanted to be a plumber. So she was not willing to play the game. And when she got pregnant at 18 she had the baby against all advice: they said it would mess up her looks, that she would never work again. Even her mother would not to speak to her (at first). She did not care. The baby was more important.

After she had the baby she came back to modelling, but she failed to make a comeback. In 1997 she went into acting, but with small success.

She is one of the most beautiful black supermodels of all time, but because she rose and fell before the rise of the Web, there are not many pictures of her on the Internet, and what you see are not even her best.

She grew up in suburban Los Angeles but went to the school where her mother worked in South Central.

At 11 her mother made her take an etiquette course to learn “how not to be klutzy”. She learned to walk with grace. That and her long legs helped her to win modelling contests and before she knew it she was on the runways in Paris.

At her height she spent money so freely people called her C-Note. She had a three-floor apartment in New York. Because money came so easily to her so young, she had no idea of money management. She also started doing drugs. She was far from home and growing up too fast. After she had the baby, it was all over.

Ten years later, in 2005, she found a lost credit card in a supermarket and used it to buy a washer, dryer, refrigerator and other stuff for her house. It went to court and in 2006 the judge sentenced her to three years’ probation, 300 hours of community service and, of course, she had to pay back everything – and something else to American Express for their troubles.

In 2006 she went on the “Tyra Banks Show” to warn women of the dark side of modelling.

Peele first ran into Tyra Banks years before in Venice. Tyra at the time was 17 and broke in a foreign country. Peele helped her out.

Peele is six feet tall (1.83 metres). In 1989 her measurements were 33.5-22-33 (85-56-84 cm). That gives her a waist-to-hip (WHR) ratio of 0.67, which is on the low side for a fashion model.

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I will love you anyway
Even if you can not stay
I think you are the one for me
Here is where you want to be
I just want to satisfy ‘ya
You’re not mine and I can’t deny it
Don’t you hear me talkin’ baby
Love me now or I’ll go crazy

Whoa, Sweet thang
Don’t ‘ya know you’re my everythang
Whoa, Sweet thang
Don’t ‘ya know you’re my everythang
Yes you are

I wish you were my lover
But ‘ya act so undercover
Love ‘ya child my whole life long
Is be right or be wrong
I’m only what ‘ya make me, baby
Don’t walk away, don’t be so shady
Don’t want your mind, don’t want your money
These words I say, they may sound funny but…

Whoa, Sweet thang
Don’t ‘ya know you’re my everythang
Whoa, Sweet thang
Don’t ‘ya know you’re my everythang
Yes you are

You are my heat, you are my fire
You make me weak with soft desire
Love ‘ya child my whole life long
Is be right or be wrong
I just want to satisfy ‘ya
’cause you’re not mine, I can’t deny it
Don’t ‘ya hear me talking baby
Love me now or I’ll go crazy

(You’re my heat, you are my fire)
You’re my fire
(You’re not mine, I can’t deny it)
I can’t deny it
(Don’t you hear me talking baby)
(Love me now or I’ll go crazy)
I’ll go crazy
(You’re my heat, you are my fire)
You’re my fire
(You’re not mine, I can’t deny it)
Can’t deny
(Don’t you hear me talking baby)
(love me now or I’ll go crazy)
Hey
(You’re my heat, you are my fire)
You’re my fire
(You’re not mine, I can’t deny it)
‘Cause you’re my sweet thing, sweet thing
(Don’t you hear me talkin’ baby)
C’mon
(Love me now or I’ll go crazy)
(You’re my heat, you are my fire)
Hey
(You’re not mine, I can’t deny it)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
(Don’t you hear me talking baby)
(Love me now or I’ll go crazy)
Talk to me, talk to me baby
C’mon
‘Cause you’re my sweet thang
I don’t care what you do to me
Oh no, no no, no, no
You’re mine oh mine

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Shawna Hawk (1972-1993) was the fourth of 11 women killed by Henry Louis Wallace, the Charlotte Strangler, an American serial killer. He killed her on February 19th 1993, two months after she turned 20. It took 13 months and seven more dead women before the police found him.

A month after Shawna’s murder, her mother and godmother founded Mothers of Murdered Offspring (MOM-O). They helped to bring Wallace to justice.

Hawk was living with her mother in East Charlotte, North Carolina. She was going to Piedmont Central Community College. She was studying law to become a paralegal. She worked at the nearby Taco Bell, where a nice young man named Henry Louis Wallace hired her.

Shawna Hawk was beautiful, shy and unassuming. All dressed up and on the way to the junior prom her date told her she did not need the false fingernails. So she took them off and threw them out the car window onto Independence Boulevard.

Without anyone asking her one day she went down to McDonald’s and lied about her age so she could work to help support her mother.

When her mother came home on that day she did not see Shawna’s car. Maybe she was with her godson. But something was not right: her purse and coat were still there. Then the mother of the godson called and asked where Shawna was. As it turned out Taco Bell and Shawna’s boyfriend did not know either.

The boyfriend came over and searched the house looking for some sign of what became of Shawna. Then he pulled back the shower curtain….

Henry Louis Wallace had come by earlier that afternoon to visit Shawna. They had gone on a date the summer before, but they were just friends. They talked for an hour about this and that. Then Shawna started teasing him about a fight he had had with his girlfriend.

Somehow that pushed the wrong button inside him. He hit her over the head and knocked her out and then put a cord or something round her neck to cut off her breathing. He filled the bathtub, put her body in it, took $50 (ten crowns) and left.

He went to the funeral. At the viewing he sat all alone at the back of the room with a strange look on his face, just staring.

Several months later Wallace ran into Shawna’s mother. He told her how he missed Shawna, how he was sorry to hear about her death. He gave her a hug.

In that moment she remembered that she forgot to put Wallace on her list of Shawna’s old boyfriends as possible killers. But then she thought it could not possibly be him: he was such a gentleman!

It took the police two months just to find her missing car. It was parked at the college!

It was not till August when three other women turned up dead in East Charlotte that the police began to take the whole thing seriously. Some say it took them so long because Wallace killed “only” black women.

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