Californian William E. Nelson met Omaima in 1991 in a bar while playing pool. He must have thought he’d really lucked out. Omaima was an attractive, Egyptian-born former nanny and model and only 24 years old. William himself was 56 and a not-so-svelte 230 pounds.
Regardless of these differences, romance blossomed right away. Possibly William’s Costa Mesa apartment and Corvette and money and property were better inducements than his personal attributes, but “love” was in the air. Within days the couple were married.
How does that saying go? Marry in haste, repent in leisure? There was no leisure time for repentance in this marriage.
Most likely William Nelson had no idea that his bride had had a troubled and violent past. Omaima had a history of seducing older men, tying them up during sex and then robbing them. She had even been convicted of tying up and beating up a former boyfriend at gunpoint. Not nice. Pretty sure William wasn’t told of that little episode during their brief and frantic courtship.
Sadly, after only 3 weeks of “wedded bliss” William E. Nelson was separated … from his head, his hands, his ribs, his entrails and so on and so forth.
Pardon me while I shudder.
Omaima the lovely bride had shackled her husband to their bed during Thanksgiving weekend, 1991, as what William thought was a precursor to some sex. Having him completely at her mercy, Omaima then introduced scissors and an iron into the scenario.
William died, likely painfully and horrifically, which was what Omaima had intended. She had wanted his money but not the husband that went with it.
Oh, but what to do with the body? What’s a girl to do?
Disposing of a 6’4″, 230 pound body is not easy for a petite former model, but Omaima Aree Nelson is nothing if not determined. And bizarre.
For the upcoming events, Omaima Nelson decked herself out in red high heels, a red hat and red lipstick.
This is where it gets really yeeccchhh. Consider yourself warned.
For the next few hours, Omaima Nelson was busy decapitating, skinning, dismembering and dissecting poor William Nelson. She spent hours upon hours grinding some of his body parts in the garbage disposal. She filled garbage bags with other body parts and put them in his Corvette, then drove around the county to dispose of them like garbage. And still there was more William Nelson to dispose of.
And all that work made Omaima Nelson hungry.
So parts of the butchered William Nelson were boiled, breaded, deep-fried, dipped in barbecue sauce and eaten by the black widow.
Omaima later joked to police, “Nothing tastes as good as the man I married. It’s the sauce that does it.”
How did she get caught? Because grinding him up, cooking him up, eating him up and tossing him away did not get rid of William Nelson entirely. Omaima Nelson approached two ex-boyfriends to ask for help. ONE of them alerted police.
Omaima Nelson had actually told the psychiatrist that she sat at the kitchen table with her husband’s ribs and said out loud, “It’s so sweet, it’s so delicious… I like mine tender.” Maybe she should’ve kept that to herself. I wonder if she still had the red hat on.
The Orange County jury found Omaima Nelson guilty of 2nd degree murder in 1993 and she was sentenced to 25 years to life in state prison.
At her parole hearing in 2011, Omaima Nelson stuck to her story of self-defense, and added, “”I swear to God I did not eat any part of him. I am not a monster.” Commissioner Cynthia Fritz then asked her, “What was your purpose in cooking him?” That shut her up.
Crazy Ass
