May 11, 1998 12:00 PM

Yowza! Even more incredible than her 100 percent natural bee-stung mouth is what is likely to come out of it. “I dropped my pants in a tattoo parlor in Amsterdam,” recounts Angelina Jolie, 22. “I woke up in a waterbed with this funky-looking dragon with a blue tongue on my hip.” For the daughter of actor Jon Voight and former actress Marcheline Bertrand, this isn’t the end of the story. “I realized I made a mistake,” she says, “so a few months later I got a cross to cover it. When my pants hang low, it looks like I’m wearing a dagger!”

With or without a lethal weapon, the 5’7″ Jolie turns heads—even after shaving hers to play Gia in last winter’s HBO movie about the ’80s model who died of AIDS. Director John Frankenheimer chose her to play Cornelia Wallace in his TNT biopic George Wallace (for which she won a Golden Globe Award in January) because she’s, well, très Jolie (which, incidentally, is her middle name). “The world is full of beautiful girls,” he says. “But they’re not Angelina Jolie. She’s fun, honest, intelligent, gorgeous and divinely talented. She brings a hell of a lot to the party.”

Lately, she’s partying solo. After splitting in 1997 from her husband, British actor Jonny Lee Miller of Trainspotting, Jolie says that her best friend is her moisturizer. “I love to put on lotion,” she says. “Sometimes I’ll watch TV and go into a lotion trance for an hour. I try to find brands that don’t taste bad in case anyone wants to taste me.” Her other constant companion is Blistex lip balm—”I never go anywhere without it.”

Jolie’s next stop, she vows, is the gym. “I’ve always wanted to be really curvy,” she says. “I need to exercise soon because my body looks like a 12-year-old’s when I don’t. I’m starting to lose my butt, and my arms look pathetic.”

Not to the fellas pestering dear old Dad. “These young guys come up to me and say, ‘Oh, Mr. Voight, your work is so wonderful,’ ” says Jolie’s father. “Baloney! It’s all a big smoke screen! They just want to get to Angie.”

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