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Would This Beauty Pageant Contestant Put You Off Your Lunch At The Hotel Wilshire?

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April 4, 2012 at 9:22 AM | by | ()

Jenna Talackova certainly has a strong effect on people when she goes gallivanting around in a bikini. Recently, she showed up at the Hotel Wilshire with an entire crew to stage a photo shoot by the pool, and caused quite the scene. TMZ reports the restaurant staff made such a stink, Talackova and her crew were forced back downstairs to finish the shoot in the privacy of one of the rooms.

The irony here, of course, is that Talackova endured another, more public rejection recently—namely, being booted from the Miss Universe competition, by owner Donald Trump, for being transgender (though he's since reversed his decision).

All in all, though, we think she's got good taste in hotels, and clearly wasn't put off by having to re-locate the photo shoot. And whether she ended up posing in a bikini on the rooftop, or inside one of the rooms, we're now more than a little curious to see how the pictures come out in the end.

According to TMZ, Talackova had originally showed up to do the photo shoot in a room of the Wilshire, but the room wasn't ready. Then, after being denied access to the pool area as well (she in fact hadn't obtained permission to use the public space), it seemed no one knew exactly where to put the beauty queen and her team of photographers.

Finally, hotel management stepped in to move the crew into a prepared room in the hotel—and out of sight from restaurant customers on the roof.

No word from the hotel yet on whether they'll be rooting for Talackova to win the Miss Universe competition.

Archived Comments:

Yeah, I would be pissed...

If some hot girl (transgender or not) was prancing around in a skimpy bikini with an entourage of photographers and photography equipment while I was trying to peacefully eat my hotel staple lunch of grilled cheese and fries. I mean, as if I didn't already feel guilty enough about consuming those calories.