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  • Hardcover: 256 pages
  • Publisher: Gallery Books; 1 edition (July 6, 2010)
  • Language: English
  • ISBN-10: 1439180911
  • ASIN: B004WB19T4
  • Product Dimensions: 9.1 x 6.1 x 1.2 inches
  • Shipping Weight: 15.2 ounces (View shipping rates and policies)
  • Average Customer Review: 4.4 out of 5 stars  See all reviews (282 customer reviews)
  • Amazon Best Sellers Rank: #596,099 in Books (See Top 100 in Books)

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About the Author

Kendra Wilkinson is the star of the hit reality television show Kendra on E! She rose to fame in five seasons on The Girls Next Door, living in the Playboy Mansion as one of magazine mogul Hugh Hefner's girlfriends. Originally from San Diego, she lives in Los Angeles.

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CHAPTER 1

A Tale of Two Kendras

“So you’ll be naked?”

“Well, I’ll be painted,” I corrected Zack, my live-in boyfriend.

“What does that mean?”

“I don’t know, but I’m sure it will be fine.”

I wasn’t sure spending an evening as a painted girl at Hugh Hefner’s seventy-eighth birthday party would actually be fine, but I was hoping it would turn out to be. At the very least, I would make a couple hundred dollars, meet some cool people, and get a chance to check out the Playboy Mansion. How could I turn that down?

And besides, it was Zack who had initiated the whole thing. He’d taken me to the car show where a photographer had said he wanted to set up a photo shoot with me, and at the time Zack was all for it. So it seemed totally logical that when the photographer posted the photos on One Model Place—a sort of MySpace for models—if any work came from it, Zack would support me.

Well, the photographer posted the photos, and that same day a guy named Mark called from Playboy and asked about me.

The truth is, I wasn’t exactly sure what the Playboy Mansion was—or who Hugh Hefner was, for that matter. I knew about the bunny; I had an uncle who worked at the Playboy Club in Atlantic City, and he would send my brother and me T-shirts and sweatshirts with the bunny on them when we were kids. I’d wear them to school and all the kids would tease me and say Playboy was gross, but I thought it was cool.

Beyond that, I didn’t know much about Playboy. But I knew enough to know that getting a phone call from someone who worked there could be the beginning of something big.

Mark’s first call wasn’t guaranteed to lead to anything. He mentioned that he was looking for girls to work at Hef’s upcoming birthday party. I figured Playboy had a lot of models to choose from for the party, and it was a long shot. But a couple of days later Mark called back.

“Mr. Hefner saw a photo of you and wants to call you personally,” he told me. “I gave him your number, so expect a call.”

I was stunned. “What are you talking about? Expect a call? Why?” I was weirded out by the whole thing. Why would he want to call me?

“Listen,” Mark said. “He only likes girls in college, so tell him you go to college.”

I said okay and hung up, confused.

The next day I was in the shower when the phone rang. I hopped out and saw that the call was from a 310 number. That’s L.A. I was eighteen years old and lived in San Diego. Who did I know in L.A.?

“Hello?” I answered.

“Hello, is this Kendra?”

“Who is this?”

“This is Hugh Hefner.”

“Yeah, right,” I said, thinking it was a prank call. “Shut the fuck up.”

It wasn’t a prank.

“I look forward to seeing you at my birthday,” he said. “Also, I’d like you to consider being my girlfriend.”

Still dripping wet from the shower, I stood there in shock. I didn’t know how to respond. After all, I had just told Hugh Hefner to shut the fuck up. That probably wasn’t the reaction he’d expected. I brushed off the girlfriend thing, since I had no idea what that even meant. When I finally collected my thoughts, I told him I would see him at his birthday party.

Just as I was wrapping up the conversation, Zack walked into the bathroom to find out who I was talking to. After I filled him in, he was as shocked as I was, and clearly a little worried.

“I want to drive you up there,” he said protectively.

When the big day arrived, I was kind of nervous. During the car ride Zack questioned me about how I was going to handle being invited to be Hef’s girlfriend, but I didn’t have an answer for him. Even though I googled Hef after we spoke on the phone, I couldn’t really imagine what it might mean to be his girlfriend.

After a two-hour drive, Zack and I arrived at the gates of the Playboy Mansion in Bel Air. We buzzed security, who let us inside, and Zack pulled the car right up to the side entrance of the Mansion.

“Be good,” he said as I opened the car door.

“Whatever,” I mumbled back, barely even paying attention to him.

It was hard to focus once I got a good look at the Mansion. I was amazed at what I saw. Everything was so big and beautiful, and like nothing I had ever seen before. After all, I was a Hollywood virgin. Not that kind of virgin but, you know, still a little naive.

I got out of the car and was immediately escorted to the gym by security. I rushed by other girls and a handful of workers, and once inside the gym, Mark, who was the talent scout and body painter, told me to take off my clothes.

“Where’s Hugh Hefner?” I asked as I stripped down.

“He never comes down here,” Mark told me.

That sucks! I thought. I wanted to meet him and find out what he was all about.

Mark and his wife started painting me and putting rhinestones all over my body. It was all very weird. Then they moved away from my boobs and focused on my hair and makeup. I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror. It was my first time ever having my hair and makeup done professionally, and I thought I looked like a drag queen.

Just as they were finishing making me a naked she-man, Hef—breaking his usual rule of staying out of the painted girls’ room—came inside. He introduced himself and gave me a hug.

My heart was racing. “I’ve never met a celebrity before in my life,” I said. “You are the first. This is the coolest thing.”

It really was.

Hef laughed and we talked a little bit about the night. He told me not to be nervous and invited me to stop by his table. The conversation was short and sweet. He was very charming; he had a powerful way about him, and I liked it.

“I’ll see you upstairs,” he said with a smile before disappearing into the night.

For those few minutes with him I forgot that I looked like a clown. A naked clown. I felt special. After all, the staff probably went through thousands of photos to find about ten painted girls, and out of those ten, Hef singled me out. The man who had created this whole world chose me. That felt really good.

At the party I served Jell-O shots to celebrities like Jack Nicholson, Pauly Shore, Donovan McNabb, Fred Durst, and Brooke Burke. I was starstruck, but I didn’t act like it. I simply went up to Brooke Burke, gave her a Jell-O shot, and politely told her that I loved her. I was cool like that.

The night ended up being a lot of fun. Being practically naked was not a big deal for me, and after a while I forgot that I didn’t like my hair and makeup.

Then Mark came up to me and told me to bring some Jell-O shots to Hef’s table.

“Are you sure?” I asked nervously after glancing at Hef’s table, which was packed with beautiful women.

As I inched my way toward the group, Hef and I locked eyes. I smiled. He was with his girlfriends, including Holly and Bridget—who I didn’t know at the time—and a bunch of Barbie look-alikes, but he kept looking at me. I offered them shots and hung around the table the rest of the night. Maybe I was paranoid, but I thought the girls were giving me dirty looks the whole time, and with my eyes I tried to tell them I ain’t trying to steal your man, but I wasn’t quite sure if the message was received.

The whole evening, Hef and I kept staring at each other. It wasn’t a physical attraction for me, but he was just so cool. The way he acted and the things he said were unlike anything I had seen or heard before.

At the end of the night Hef came up to me, gave me a key, and asked me to stay the night. I couldn’t—mainly because Zack was sitting outside the Mansion in his car, but beyond that, I felt that being there that night was a job, and I wanted to keep it that way. Clock in. Clock out.

I gave him the key back but told him I would see him again soon.

“Will you be my girlfriend?” he asked again before I left.

Staring into his eyes, I didn’t see a man four times my age with ten times more girlfriends than most. Even though I hardly knew him yet, I saw a sweet man who made me feel really good about myself—a true gentleman. It was weird but in my heart, I felt like he was someone I could possibly trust.

“So, will you?”

There was only one thing I could say: “Um, okay.”

That night my life changed. I had no idea what I was getting myself into, but something just felt right about it. Hef didn’t offer me money or tell me he was going to make me a star. He didn’t say anything, because truthfully that wasn’t the deal. He wasn’t trying to offer me anything other than him (and maybe a pretty cool home).

I liked what I saw at the Mansion and, more important, I liked what I saw in Hef. He was a good guy with good intentions, and in a short period of time I was able to understand that about him, so I was willing to take a risk and uproot my entire life.

I don’t know if many girls would do that on a whim. Such an offer would scare some girls, and others might look at Hef and see dollar signs and jump at the chance to do whatever he said. I didn’t care about that at all. Looking into Hef’s eyes I knew there was nothing to fear, and mansion or no mansion, I was drawn to him in a way that I had never been drawn to a man before.

I couldn’t put my finger on it, but something about that night felt so right. A new life was definitely beginning, and I was not going to stop it from happening.

As you probably know, I became Hef’s girlfriend, moved into the Mansion full-time, and a year later began filming the hit show The Girls Next Door.

I was labeled the sporty party girl of the bunch,...


More About the Author

Kendra Wilkinson is the star of the hit reality series Kendra, and former star of the massively popular show The Girls Next Door. Her first book, Sliding Into Home, was a runaway success and a New York Times bestseller. She lives in Calabasas, CA with her husband Hank Baskett and her son Hank Jr.

Customer Reviews

Kendra is very open and honest in this book.
E. West
You could really see Kendra's character in this book, and it makes me like her even more!
Rachel
I loved watching girls next door and kendras other shows.
Mary S

Most Helpful Customer Reviews

118 of 124 people found the following review helpful By A. J. Colyer on July 3, 2010
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I'm going to be like many, perhaps most, of the readers of this book. I got hooked on The Girls Next Door TV series(GND), and that ultimately led me to Kendra's memoir. First, the good stuff. This is a pretty brave book; it's not full of fluff, simply feeding off of GND notoriety. Kendra opened her mental closet and let some of the dark goolies out; not everybody would be that willing to share their past lives to the extent that she has in this book. This is one of the strengths of the book. Additionally, her memoir is interesting for those who are curious about her behind the scenes relationship with Hugh Hefner, Bridget and Holly, as well as other members of the Playboy Mansion staff. There is a fair amount of information and discussion about the people, behind the scenes realities, and routine life during her 4+ years in residence. I am not going to spoil the read by commenting specifically about Kendra's references concerning sex; however, everyone knows that the Playboy Mansion is about sex. Sliding into Home does not ignore this. The author handles this with some common sense and maturity, but she gets the infomation into the book.

The book could have been improved by additional detail. Kendra participated in many trips within the GND series. It would have been very interesting to read about the behind the scenes preparations and activies during more of the various trips. More detail about the workings of the Mansion to include a number of the people involved as well as the commercial side of making GND would have made good reading.

Overall this is a good book. It has an honest feel to it, and is, to date, the best book that has come out of the modern Playboy Mansion/Girls Next Door genre. It is highly readable and hard to put down.
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48 of 54 people found the following review helpful By ~Mary on July 8, 2010
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TMI-too much information-is a legitamate claim when it comes to Kendra's book Sliding Into Home. She gives many details that yes, you wanted to know, but after reading about it, you think "Oh God, I really did NOT need to know that." But the desire for details are as infectous as her laughter and you appreciate the fact that she does not sugar coat anything, blame anyone, or hide behind issues present in her family. She did it, she claims it, and I closed the book cheering that God allowed her to have the storybook ending she deserved. After all, the bad girl image was a cover for a girl full of energy and life and just needed the right direction to channel it in.

The fact she was not close to Bridget or Holly does not surprise me. The fact she didn't settle down over night after meeting Hank didn't raise an eyebrow. What does shock the reader is how candid she gets and does so in a matter of fact way-no hidden agendas. This is the best celebrity memoir I've read in a long time. If honesty sells, this should be a blockbuster.
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24 of 27 people found the following review helpful By Danamite on July 10, 2010
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Beginning of the book really went into detail about her "drug life" and becoming a stripper. She's good at keeping secret. Interesting to find out what really happened in the Mansion and her life with Hef. Loved reading about falling in love with Hank. I wasn't always a fan of the Girls Next Door, because the other girls really got on my nerves. However, as Kendra matured I became a fan of hers. I was hooked when she got her own show. Lots of details in the beginning of the book. I do think the end of the book is a bit rushed. I don't know if she didn't want to expose life as a mom or if that is her next book: From Party Girl to PTA mom. I wish she would've gone into more detail about life as a married couple and the changes that brought about, but I guess that is why people watch her show. That's my only disappointment. I'm just floored at what really happened at the Mansion, but in today's world Kendra is your typical All-American girl, because it's changed tremendously in our world today.
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7 of 7 people found the following review helpful By Valerie A. Baute on October 14, 2010
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I read this book super fast, in one sitting. There were some very interesting stories. I loved hearing about life inside the mansion, and I was amazed by how horrible her childhood was (mostly through her own doing with drugs, sex, etc.)

I heard that she used a ghost writer. That makes it worse. The whole book read like an essay a high schooler would write. There were short, choppy stories throughout the book. Yes, most of them were funny, but they were so randomly placed in the book. Then it would vaguely mention why those stories were important to her life and making her a better person. Also, she would talk about something horrible that she did, but how it was ok, because she still had boundaries and didn't do something else more horrible. Then, a couple pages later, she would do those horrible things too! Sometimes she seemed to gloss over the fact that she was raised horribly. How can someone run away for so long when they are so young and not get carted off to juvie or brought back home!??! Yet she never said anything about her mother not taking care of her.

Her relationship with Hef really bothered me as well. She seemed so disturbed and grossed out by their bedroom antics, yet she still stayed. He was more like a father to her than anything else, which is obviously what she wanted in life. Then she just got paid to do things basically, which seems like prostitution to me. It didn't seem like she was having sex with him in intimate settings because she was so in love with him.

Once it got to the part about Hank, I really lost interest. You can tell what is most important to her life now, so everything seems all perfect and great. I wonder how that part would go if she were writing it 10 years from now.
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