In just nineteen days, I will be a senior citizen--yes, I will be 65!--so, having recently watched clips of 1981's "Mommie Dearest," and watching the opening, I realize I will at some point, have to be doing this.
The alarm goes off at 4am. On the dot. Metro is calling; usually one had to be on the set between 5 and 7;30 am. And arrive looking like a star! So, this is what I will have to go through, while the coffee is brewing by the sink, so that, when I emerge from the shower, I can drink it, then dress and go to th3 studio.
I will need an assistant to set out the ice cubes in a bowl, with a bottle of iced cold water to pour over them. Any takers, girls? I will need a chauffeur to drive me to the studio, and my own personal make-up artist, once I arrive.
See what the price of seniority is, girls! It will happen to me! It will happen to you!
Otherwise, do you want to look like THIS????????????????
2 comments:
All hands on deck!
Victoria,
Indeed! I will need a complete staff!
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