Okay, none of this has anything to do with jump-starting a modeling career, or becoming rich and famous by association … so knock it off.

She even stated that she was “strongly considering putting it all [whatever “it all” is] on hold to travel the world with Phelps…” ostensibly, because she loves him so much she can’t imagine not doing it, and not because she’s going to be on the cover of every magazine on the planet.

What’s wrong with you people?

So quick to judge!

Megan was just another pretty young woman working as a cocktail waitress to make ends meet between modeling gigs when, through sheer serendipity, she met the most decorated Olympian in the world at a nightclub in Las Vegas.

That’s it!

What’s your freaking problem?

Stop looking at me like that!

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At the end of the day, though, what the hell does Phelps know or care about the things I’m insinuating?

He’s a 27-year-old swimmer who’s spent the lion’s share of his life in a swimming pool, for God’s sake!

So the fact that he’s a soft target for opportunists is hardly a surprise.

So why the hell not disappear for a while with a beautiful cocktail waitress cum-wanna-be-model?

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This is how the food chain works.

He gets to hang out with a beautiful woman and she gets fame, and probably, fortune.

So they both win.

Of course, he probably doesn’t look at it this way, which is why he’s a soft target in the first place, but whatever.

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Postscript:

Does anyone actually think that a normal, well-adjusted woman from a family of generational means would have anything to do with Phelps?

Of course not!

The last damn thing in the world they want is to land in a tabloid!

As Edie Sedgwick’s mother once said to Andy Warhol on her daughters budding celebrity: “I was hoping she would have done more with her life.”

Case solved.