LEEANN TWEEDEN
A gleaming monster ride awaits Leeann Tweeden outside her trailer. But
instead of the helmet and jumpsuit the bewitching brunette usually wears
before straddling her own motorcross bike, Leeann is reclining in a director’s
chair, head tipped back, arms out. She patiently sits there, in the nude,
as a make-up artist, a stylist and her assistant painstakingly glue on
hundreds of Swarovski Austrian crystals. Does it tickle? "Not really,"
says Leeann, taking it in stride. "I’m so used to people working on my
body. It feels like I’m actually wearing a costume. I don’t feel I’m naked
at all."