Nobody can recognize her anymore: Once the most beautiful blonde in Hollywood, today…

Formerly a stunning actress, many looked up to Heather Locklear, the star of “Dynasty,” but these days she lacks the beauty that Hollywood once adored.

The gorgeous Heather Locklear, once regarded as one of the most beautiful women in Hollywood, is most recognized to us from her performances as Amanda Woodward in “Melrose Place,” Sammy Jo in “Dynasty,” and cameos in “Spin City.”

Men admired Heather’s innate attractiveness, while women envied her. She gave the impression that her standing among the stars was unassailable by packing newspaper columns with tales about how gorgeous she was.

Her stardom, appeal, and status as a member of the elite Hollywood set, however, were short-lived. She has been well-known for her career for many years, but she has also been associated with a number of unflattering stories and rumors.

Heather also didn’t have much luck finding love. Tommy Lee was her husband, and the two parted ways in 1993. Tommy Lee’s present wife recently disclosed that, contrary to popular belief, Heather rather than Pamela Anderson was his greatest love.

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