Kelli's Biography
Name: Kelli
Hometown: Wheeling, West Virginia, USA
Status: Divorced
Weight: 105 lbs.
Height: 5' 2"
Eyes: Green
Real Hair Color: Dark brown with red in it.
Heritage: English, Irish, German and Swiss (European decent)
Occupation: Full time mom
Education: Some college (baby came too quickly!)
Websites: Kelli's Legs, Kelli's Kloset, Kelli's Slips
Birthday: 11-25-68
Death: 04-02-19 (Lung Cancer)
Measurements: 34B-24-35
Shoe Size: 6 narrow for pumps or 5 1/2 for open heel/toe shoes
Favorite style shoe: Stiletto, anything 4 inches or less
Clothing Size: juniors 1 or womens 2
Hosiery Size: Size A, small (extra small if they make them)
Real Name: XXXXXXXX XXXXXX
I found this years ago. I did not write any of this. I’ve removed her real name for privacy. She’s gone now anyways. - Blueslipman
This is the post Kelli’s left on her site when she was closing it. She left a previous note to this, then her husband (Scott) took her note down and left one saying that hers wasn't true. He also said that she suffers from Bi-polar disease. She then took his down and left this one. I didn't save copies of the other two but this is the last one she posted. If you know about bi-polar, you know the mood swings are severe. I don't know whose story was true. I do know that Kelli looks happy in all the pictures, and I know I hated seeing her sites come to an end. I hope she is doing good wherever she is and whatever she's doing. I don't know if her real name is XXXXXXXX XXXXXX or not, for all I know her and hubby made so much money off her sites that they retired early and are living the good life. Who knows, I know she could have a heck of an income by opening her site up again.
Her last post follows:
This site is no longer being updated....
My husband removed the reasons why (because he said they were lies) so I've got to write it again... I thought this was 'Kelli's' Kloset... and as long as I'm paying the hosting on it, I'll say what I want. It's going down in March anyway. I didn't want to do these sites... I did it because I didn't want to work and my husband said I had to. So I took off my clothes to make money. I've already worked enough at something I hated...
On February 11, 2003, I slammed a cupboard door in my kitchen.
My husband was in the other room and said "quit breaking stuff." I didn't break anything.... but he came into the kitchen anyway. He grabbed me by my neck, ripped the glasses off my face, pushed me into the living room where he threw me down and landed on top on me. Because I continued to fight, he beat me with a Christmas present I bought for myself. It hurt on my face so I turned my head and he continued to beat on my ear. I don't know how my hand started bleeding. I tried to kick him in the privates but got his leg instead. I'm still on the floor and he's heading for the phone for 911.... "She's under psychiatric evaluation and my son can verify that." As if that justifies what he did to me. I didn't hit him first, I didn't deserve that... and our k** didn't need to be dragged into it.
The Ohio County Sheriff deputies show up and 'kindly' explain how a Domestic v******e petition works.... if I want to press charges, then I go to jail too.... because I fought back... not because I hit first.
I got a question I forgot to ask you when you where here, Mr. Deputy... if fighting back when a husband hits you is domestic v******e, what is it called if you don't fight back? I wouldn't need you, your speeches, or your snowy escort, would I? I'd need a coroner.
Life's like this,
XXXXXXXX XXXXXX a.k.a. Kelli
The k** from '76
Hometown: Wheeling, West Virginia, USA
Status: Divorced
Weight: 105 lbs.
Height: 5' 2"
Eyes: Green
Real Hair Color: Dark brown with red in it.
Heritage: English, Irish, German and Swiss (European decent)
Occupation: Full time mom
Education: Some college (baby came too quickly!)
Websites: Kelli's Legs, Kelli's Kloset, Kelli's Slips
Birthday: 11-25-68
Death: 04-02-19 (Lung Cancer)
Measurements: 34B-24-35
Shoe Size: 6 narrow for pumps or 5 1/2 for open heel/toe shoes
Favorite style shoe: Stiletto, anything 4 inches or less
Clothing Size: juniors 1 or womens 2
Hosiery Size: Size A, small (extra small if they make them)
Real Name: XXXXXXXX XXXXXX
I found this years ago. I did not write any of this. I’ve removed her real name for privacy. She’s gone now anyways. - Blueslipman
This is the post Kelli’s left on her site when she was closing it. She left a previous note to this, then her husband (Scott) took her note down and left one saying that hers wasn't true. He also said that she suffers from Bi-polar disease. She then took his down and left this one. I didn't save copies of the other two but this is the last one she posted. If you know about bi-polar, you know the mood swings are severe. I don't know whose story was true. I do know that Kelli looks happy in all the pictures, and I know I hated seeing her sites come to an end. I hope she is doing good wherever she is and whatever she's doing. I don't know if her real name is XXXXXXXX XXXXXX or not, for all I know her and hubby made so much money off her sites that they retired early and are living the good life. Who knows, I know she could have a heck of an income by opening her site up again.
Her last post follows:
This site is no longer being updated....
My husband removed the reasons why (because he said they were lies) so I've got to write it again... I thought this was 'Kelli's' Kloset... and as long as I'm paying the hosting on it, I'll say what I want. It's going down in March anyway. I didn't want to do these sites... I did it because I didn't want to work and my husband said I had to. So I took off my clothes to make money. I've already worked enough at something I hated...
On February 11, 2003, I slammed a cupboard door in my kitchen.
My husband was in the other room and said "quit breaking stuff." I didn't break anything.... but he came into the kitchen anyway. He grabbed me by my neck, ripped the glasses off my face, pushed me into the living room where he threw me down and landed on top on me. Because I continued to fight, he beat me with a Christmas present I bought for myself. It hurt on my face so I turned my head and he continued to beat on my ear. I don't know how my hand started bleeding. I tried to kick him in the privates but got his leg instead. I'm still on the floor and he's heading for the phone for 911.... "She's under psychiatric evaluation and my son can verify that." As if that justifies what he did to me. I didn't hit him first, I didn't deserve that... and our k** didn't need to be dragged into it.
The Ohio County Sheriff deputies show up and 'kindly' explain how a Domestic v******e petition works.... if I want to press charges, then I go to jail too.... because I fought back... not because I hit first.
I got a question I forgot to ask you when you where here, Mr. Deputy... if fighting back when a husband hits you is domestic v******e, what is it called if you don't fight back? I wouldn't need you, your speeches, or your snowy escort, would I? I'd need a coroner.
Life's like this,
XXXXXXXX XXXXXX a.k.a. Kelli
The k** from '76
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