Brooke Burke of E!’s Wild On is a dream girl with a dream job. She spends half the year partying around the world and the other half recovering. Here she shares her love for beer, feet and a little purple man. Wherever Brooke Brooke goes, madness follows. She’s wrestled alligators, flown rockets, been beaned with 10,000 tomatoes and had 11 porcelain plates smashed on her skull. These are the occupational hazards of hosting the second most popular show on E!, right after a program hosted by a guy named Howard something.
STUFF: You party pretty hard on Wild On. Ever get really loopy? BROOKE: We did Wild On Greece. At one bar they have this pink toga party, where they bring one honorary person into the center of a circle and they do this fire ceremony and sing songs and do Greek dances. Then the guy who runs the place busts plates over your head. He asked me if I would do him the honor of being the chosen one. I was like, “Sure.” I got into the center, and they started feeding me ouzo—one shot after another. Then someone came over and said, “Sit still, and whatever you do, don’t move your neck or back.” I was like, “Oh, no.” Then he came over and smashed 11 plates over my head.