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Monday, January 31, 2011

I AM BIG!



AND I'M QUITE GLAD TO KNOW THAT SOMEONE HASN'T 
FORGOTTEN  JUST HOW BIG I AM!

Sunday, January 30, 2011

OH HAPPY DAY!




I'D NO CLUE THAT THERE'D BE A SECOND SEASON OF DOWNTON ABBEY. I THOUGHT IT ALL WOULD END TONIGHT, SO I AM QUITE EXCITED AT THE PROSPECT OF ANOTHER SEASON. AND YES, THE DOWAGER IS TOO.

Saturday, January 29, 2011

Friday, January 28, 2011

Thursday, January 27, 2011

BOTOX IN THE 1950s!

 AND LIP ENHANCEMENT! AND LATISSE! EVERYTHING 
OLD IS CERTAINLY NEW AGAIN.


Monday, January 24, 2011

Newly Uncovered Baby Jane News!



Seems Joan Crawford had her own ideas about how Blanche Hudson should appear in 
Baby Jane, but wasn't able to convince director Bob Aldrich. This just uncovered photo 
shows Joan as Blanche the way that Joan wanted Blanche to look. Crawford 
didn't mind the wig, hooks and bungy cords used to get her face extra taut. She was always a trooper.




Oh, I lied, but you knew that. This is german actress, Margot Trooger.
But is Margot looking out of the same bedroom window?







Sunday, January 23, 2011

BRAGGARTS in GOVERNMENT- (Second in a series).





The lovely Letitia Baldrige was queen of the table at the 50th reunion of JFK's inauguration. I think it's rather sweet that the old White House crew get together to schmooze a bit about the past. What has me utterly confounded is this last paragraph from today's piece.




What is this? Filth and dirt? What had Ike and Mamie been doing there for two whole terms? And what is this wrath Letitia speaks of? WRATH? I poked around on the internet to see if I could come up with any insights, but haven't as yet. People, what do you think?

And by the way, not sure what etiquette says regarding snapping photos whilst ones elbows are on the table, but we'll just turn a blind eye today.

BRAGGARTS in GOVERNMENT- (First in a series).

Ahmet Davutoglu, Turkey's foreign minister, as seen today on a 
chesterfield sofa in the New York Times Sunday Magazine
One wonders, was he just asked, "How big is it?"

Tuesday, January 18, 2011

May 28, 1965


Someone I know went to the theatre, a few months ago.



























Elizabeth Ashley & Robert Redford







Sunday, January 16, 2011

Saturday, January 15, 2011

Thursday, January 13, 2011

I'M SICK.

Recently, I've been quite annoyed and confused with all this linking crap Google wants to do with everything, specifically Youtube. I tried to avoid it, but it wouldn't be avoided. So, I created another Google account and linked that to my Youtube account. Things weren't working right so I logged into this new account on Google and tried to delete it and succeeded. I also deleted my Youtube account. I've emailed them, but I know it's gone and I'm sick.

LET THE SUN SHINE IN!

JANUARY 26, 1970




Wednesday, January 12, 2011

No offense to Maggie....



Remember how much Gene Hackman looked like her in The Birdcage?

Margaret Whiting 7/22/24-1/10/11



JANUARY 20, 1961

This is page 142 from the latest Vanity Fair. I was drawn to the automobile in this photo. At first I thought it was a Chrysler product, but no, it's a Lincoln. And then I thought, hey, Lincolns weren't this round for most of the 50s, what year is this? The closest I can figure is maybe it's a '50.  And then this makes me wonder....January, 1961 and the new President is being taxied around in a eleven year old car? Is that the way we did things back then? I mean, the Caddy behind them is old too, but probably a '55 or '56.





Sunday, January 9, 2011

Diana, Florence, Mary, Patty, Maxene and LaVerne



March, 1966, Sammy Davis Jr. welcomed the older generation and the new kids on the block. The Andrew Sisters and The Supremes took the stage together.




These photos were snapped during the rehearsal.



This show originated from the NBC Studios in Brooklyn.












Friday, January 7, 2011

Thursday, January 6, 2011

ORIGINAL FACE

Wednesday, January 5, 2011

A MYSTERY GUEST WINNER!



Ladies and Gentlemen, none other than Kabuki Zero nailed our Mystery Guest spotlight when it guessed Frank Sinatra Jr.! Congratulations Kabook, may your keen eye continue to serve you well, and may your other eye heal quickly.


Poor dear Frank, Chairboy of the Board, what a horrid road he had to hoe. Can you think of anything worse than being Frank's son and a singer? 



Tuesday, January 4, 2011

GABOR UPDATE

According to this morning's paper, as antibiotics flood her body, Zsa Zsa remains in one piece.

Sunday, January 2, 2011

Can it get any worse?





Zsa Zsa may lose a leg to a blood clot. There surely is no god.

Does anyone really care?








Back in 2005, a book review about a recent publication on the life of Tallulah Bankhead graced the pages of The New Yorker. The critic, Robert Gottlieb wrote that there'd been seven biographies written about dear Tallu since her death in 1968. In this piece, Gottlieb covered all the important bases, Bankhead's early years, her time in Hollywood, her successes and failures. The article was peppered with delightful snippets from the pantheon that was Bankhead...."There were the usual sexual escapades, including an encounter with Johnny Weissmuller in the Garden of Allah pool, about which she reported that she had been a very satisfied Jane.'"  By the end of the piece, the writer sums her up as a, "Humphrey Bogart in silk panties,"  this "most thoroughgoing libertine and free-swinging flapper of the age"?  The Little Foxes, to theatre buffs; Lifeboat,  to film buffs; a faint memory of a rowdy life and a purring drawl of a voice......Surely now it's time to let her rest."

Well, I kind of had to agree with him. I'd read most of the bios available on Tallulah and couldn't imagine there being much more to report on. I certainly didn't feel compelled to run out and buy the book that prompted his article and I don't feel compelled to buy this new book, Possessed: The Life of Joan Crawford , by Donald Spoto. 

This new book, (reviewed in the January 3, 2011 issue of The New Yorker) professes a revisionist take on our favorite square-shouldered dame. In "Escape Artist...The Case for Joan Crawford", David Denby, seems to be in agreement with Mr. Spoto regarding, Mommie Dearest, the scathing squibb by spurned daughter number one. Denby calls Christina, "a failed actress" and says that her younger twin sisters claimed that Crawford was, "strict but loving."

I believe Christina. Why? For me, all I had to do is read, Joan Crawford, My Way of Life to know that this movie star was the strictest of task masters. She'd spent her life working like a dog at "being" Joan Crawford and dammit, you'd better work too!  Whether it's simply attrition or possibly the changing of a parents outlook, younger children usually have it easier than their older siblings. Parents relax, don't take things quite so seriously. Of course, Joan never really relaxed. She was certainly that MGM invention until her last breath, but I imagine she was easier on those two younger girls. And if that is the case, it isn't surprising that they would rise to her defense, which is fine. I'm happy that they weren't strung up in the nursery or sent off to hellish prison-like schools. When it comes to nature versus nurture, I've always fallen on the side of nature. With the Crawford family, my leanings remain the same. Cindy & Cathy had a nature better equipped to deal with their driven mother. The first two adopted children did not.

Whether or not  "no wire hangers" was ever uttered by ol' melon mouth will always be up for dissection, as well as the landscaping in the rose garden, Christina's impromptu haircut and all the other swell happenings on North Bristol Avenue. Do I think this latest try at silencing Christina will work? Nope. Crawford's name will forever be linked to the tell-all-book. Of course, I was completely shocked to turn the page of this magazine and see an article about J.C.! She isn't going quietly into that good night, not yet anyway. We may have enough Tallulah tomes, but it may not quite be time to close that forever fascinating, book of Joan.