In the foreword to her best-selling 1994 book, Nicole Brown Simpson: The Private Diary of a Life Interrupted, Simpson’s self-proclaimed best friend Faye Resnick writes, “Like most people, I shrink from exposing my innermost secrets and my most private and intimate actions.” And yet, as a tabloid fixture during the Simpson trail, and now a star of the reality show The Real Housewives of Beverly Hills, that is exactly how Resnick has made a name for herself.

Before she was a famous housewife or a character on The People v. O.J. Simpson, Resnick was a three-times divorced former manicurist with a drug problem who was wrapped up in the trial of the century. She decided to cash in on that cache-by-proxy with a 244-page tell-all about her friends O.J. and Nicole Simpson that New York magazine called the “apotheosis of trashiness.” After reading some of her choicest quotes below, you might be inclined to agree.

Resnick wrote the book in concert with National Enquirer columnist Mike Walker and, as depicted in Episode 4 of The People v. O.J. Simpson, the book was rushed to publication in October 1994—just three short months after Nicole’s death. Resnick’s was the first O.J.-trial book to hit the shelves—but it was far from the last. According to a 1995 L.A. Times review, one of the reasons the book became so popular was because judge Lance Ito briefly suspended jury selection to determine whether Resnick’s book would unduly influence the case.

This led to the false impression that Resnick’s book contained key information about the case, prompting eager trial addicts to snap it up. That’s far from the truth. In fact, much of this purported “private diary” isn’t about Nicole at all. Long stretches deal with Resnick’s childhood, romantic life, and drug problem. The Times review reads:

Rather than concern themselves with “truth,” Resnick and Walker set their sights on spectacle--coolly aware that even their dumbest observation will be fodder for the tabloids, news reports, talk shows, and made-for-television movies that keep the media machine churning.

There are plenty of salacious Simpsonian (and a few Kardashian) allegations in the book to hook readers, including an out-of-left-field sexual encounter between Resnick and Nicole. The tone swings wildly from sympathy for Nicole, to smears on her character, but if Nicole comes off at all badly, a rage-fueled O.J. and an attention-seeking Resnick come off worse. Resnick claims that she wrote the book in order to bring light to the abuse Nicole suffered at the hands of O.J.—and the book does have a lengthy post-script dedicated to women who have suffered from domestic violence, complete with a list of phone numbers to call. But Resnick’s follow-up book, 1996’s more overtly self-obsessed Shattered: In the Eye of the Storm, makes the true object of Resnick’s fascination clear.

Here are the 15 most outrageous quotes from Private Diary, Resnick’s most lasting contribution to the O.J. Simpson narrative.

“Nicole and I shared a dream. We wanted to stop being male-dependent, give up alcohol and drugs, and open up a Starbucks coffee house.” (p. 216)

As paraphrased in the show: “There's no good time or bad time to be hit with the shattering news that your best friend has just been murdered. But it’s brutal to hear it three days into cocaine treatment.” (p. 229)

From a chapter entitled “Bush Syndrome”: “Whenever Nicole and I were in her house, we’d always check to see if O.J. was hiding in the bushes. We’d look out the window when we were in the living room and say, ‘Is O.J. out there?’ Nicole had caught O.J. in the bushes spying on her more than once.” (p. 182)

In reference to ex-husband Paul Resnick: “He gasped when he saw the room bathed in the light of fifteen large candles. The Jacuzzi had rose petals scattered over the water. And I was sitting in it, reading Sigmund Freud.” (p. 196)

“It wasn’t until [Nicole’s] marriage to O.J. started falling apart that she began to rely on sex as both a weapon and an opiate.” (p. 201)

“The night Nicole and I were [sexually] together was unique. We had both been disillusioned and deeply hurt by men and had lost trust in everything but each other. We needed the warmth, closeness, and safety of each other’s arms. However, let me make it clear that neither Nicole nor I were or ever could be gay.” (p. 202)

“To the professional thieves-for-hire who stole personal journals and photographs from my home in the wake of the O.J. murders, I say: Attempts to intimidate me and silence me have only strengthened my resolve to write this book.” (Foreword)

Resnick accurately describes what would be one of the Simpson defense team’s tactics: “Word leaked to me via friends and reporters that O.J. and his lawyers had discussed floating the astounding and absolutely groundless claim that Nicole and I had borrowed money from Colombian drug dealers to open a Starbucks coffee shop, and that was why Nicole had been murdered!” (p. 3)

A description of Nicole’s casket prompts Resnick to recall Simpson’s flair for interior design: “Now it was less painful to look at Nicole’s casket. . .white-washed pinewood, Nicole’s favorite. Whenever she decorated any of her homes, white-washed pine was a strong accent.” (p.24)

On Nicole’s sexual appetite: “They’d have a big gathering at their house. She’d walk over to O.J. and say loudly, ‘Excuse us please—we’re going to the bedroom and fuck now.” (p. 35)

“It had been one of those evenings when O.J. hid in the bushes and spied on her. He’d been doing that almost from the first day of their separation . . . I tried to calm O.J. by saying it wasn’t going to look very good if people knew he was spying from the bushes.” (p. 47-48)

On the 1992 trip to Aspen where Resnick and Simpson met Kato Kaelin: “Donald Trump was there, doing his ‘look-at-me, I’m-bigger-than-life’ thing. We were all laughing because he’d dragged along this incredibly big-busted bimbo who apparently though runway modeling was akin to bumping and grinding in a strip show. Her antics were hysterical, but Donald was salivating.” (p. 73-74)

On the drug abuse that landed her in rehab: “Over the past couple of weeks I’d slipped back into tooting and smoking coke two or three times a day and mellowing the drug’s hard edge with Valium. Nicole never used the word ‘paranoid,’ but I know she thought I was overreacting.” (p. 209)

On the reason Nicole couldn’t resist having an affair with O.J.’s friend and N.F.L. rival Marcus Allen: “Nicole stopped suddenly, bent down and picked up a chunk of driftwood. She held it out in front of her and said, ‘This is Marcus Allen.’ . . . ‘This is the size of Marcus Allen.’” (p. 102-103)

One of several depictions of O.J. Simpson’s drunken antics: “O.J. flung the door open and started vomiting, practically on the feet of bystanders. Incredible! This man could do no wrong in the eyes of the public. Here he was throwing up, and the fans were still shouting, ‘Juice.’” (p. 109)