For once, however, this isn't a case of litigious fervor and unnecessary demands. Instead, Hickey is having fun with her fame, if in a wholly crazy, fanatic sort of way.
The New York Post recently talked with the hand and foot model about the post-'Twilight' fame she's craving, lending new meaning to the notion of "give her a hand." Noting that the general populace did not know that she was the woman behind the hands, Hickey talks about approaching 'Twilight' readers in subways to say: "Those are my hands! I'm a hand model," hanging out at book store cash registers to harass customers and even carrying an apple with her in case "fans" want her to recreate the pose. She admits that she's being "a little goofy," and "It was too big of a deal just to let it be."
On the one hand, it's truly weird. You're just sitting around, enjoying (or loathing) a book, and someone interrupts your groove, desperate for a little recognition and appreciation for her -- pun alert -- handiwork. Then again, it seems like quite an apt turn of events for a world wild with celebrity obsession, paparazzi drama and star stalking. When 'Twilight' fans make pilgrimages to the movie set eager to get a glimpse of the stars, or practically stop production on RPatt's 'Remember Me' in their fervor, why not have one 'Twilight' personality give fans a taste of their own medicine, even if it's not done ironically, but rather with the same glee of the fans themselves?
Hickey's book stint paid her a very modest $300, though she's surely gotten a good chunk of change at those 'Twilight' conventions. But now she wants to break into a more lucrative field: acting (when she's not selling her apple-cented hand lotion at conventions, that is). And she wants to kick it off with 'The Twilight Saga: Breaking Dawn.' "If I could get a little background part, it would be fantastic, even if they only wanted my hands in it."