If I Return To New Orleans, I Wonder What Kind Of Paranormal Experience I Might Have????????????

                           Each time I have visited The Big Easy, girls, I have had a paranormal experience.

                          Back in 2011, when I was last there with David, we were staying at The Monteleone Hotel, where each morning was offered a Continental Breakfast!!!!!!!!!!!!!  One morning, David had gone down before me.  I had just locked our room door, and was starting out, when I saw what seemed like a silhouetted figure, dressed in 19th Century Southern garb, gliding, not walking down the hall.  I stared at her, transfixed, unsure of what I was seeing.  Then I walked to where I saw her, and the door she seemed to be going to.  No one was there.

                            I am convinced to this day I had seen a ghost.  The Monteleone is known for having many, but I never expected to be one to have a genuine sighting!!!!!!!!!!!!!

                            The first one happened 15 years before, in 1996.  I was touring The Garden District--where I SO want to live, darlings!!!!!!!! alone, and stopped in front of Anne Rice's house, pictured above.  The importance of this house cannot be underestimated, because it is not just the Rice house, but the home of The Mayfair Witches in her masterpiece, "The Witching Hour."  My eyes turned instantly to the right, where I saw an enclosed porch, and the roof and window, from which and onto nasty Carlotta pushed Antha Mayfair, causing her to fall to her death. This after she had clawed out Antha's eyes!!!!!!!!!!  Carlotta wanted to control Antha because then she had the potential to be the most powerful of The Mayfair Witches, and Carlotta was jealous and resentful, being the only Mayfair to have no powers.  That thing!!!!!!!!!!!

                             I could visualize the whole thing in my mind, as I looked.  Poor Antha.  But then...........

                            I turned my eyes to the left and saw the rocking chair Deirdre Mayfair was sitting in at the start of "The Witching Hour."  Only now it was occupied by an attractive older man with piercing eyes.  He motioned me to come near him.  I found myself opening the gate, as if hypnotized. walking up the path, and the steps, until I stood I front of him.  We eyed each other, and he spoke softly to me, asking, "Do you know why you should be happy today?"  I replied, No."  He paused for several seconds, then took his hand and rubbed my cheek, saying, "Because you woke up this morning."  We eyed each other, and then I slowly retreated from the house, closing the gate, and waving to him, as I went on my way.

                             I am convinced to this day the man I spoke to was Julien Mayfair.  I have been marked by The Mayfair Witches, though why I cannot say.  They were not evil all the time, and neither am I--I am hardly evil, though I have some regrets--and they were Catholic, as am I.

                            I feel honored having to have had an encounter with Julien.  So, if I return to NOLA, I am wondering if I will have another paranormal experience, as I have been told I am predisposed to such.

                             I know such things cannot be controlled, but here is whom I hope I see--

                            I would like to make contact with Antha Mayfair, because she is my favorite of all the witches, because though 33 years older, Antha, like me, is a November baby.  She was born on November 21, 1921, and I on November 18, 1954.  I wonder if that establishes a connection between us, being why I am drawn to her.  If I find out, I will tell all on here.

                              But ghosts lurk everywhere in New Orleans.  And I bet if one dug hard enough, they exist in Manhattan.  Or Brooklyn!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

                                                                           

 

                             

Girls, I Need A Pink Nightie From Frederick's Of Hollywood!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

                                      With the approach of Spring, not only does time change, but also sleep ware.

                                       We girls have to look our best, awake or not.  I mean, suppose a robber breaks in?  Do you want to be caught looking scary or ugly?  On the other hand, it might work, because the ugliness might scare him away!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

                                           But really it is important to look one's best at all times of day or night.  And this gown, a rather shocking pink, is the perfect garment for evenings in Spring or Summer.   I can't wait to try mine on.  I still take a petite.

                                              Petite and sweet, that's me!  Do not be caught without owning a garment from Frederick's Of Hollywood.

                                                No self-respecting robber will respect you, if you don't!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Today, Darlings, The Swallows Return To Capistrano!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

 

                                              It is St. Joseph's Day, girls, and one of the earliest signs of Spring is when the swallows return to Capistrano, as they do today.

                                              The event is exciting for all, because the idea is visually beautiful, and signals for certain that Winter is gradually coming to an end.

                                                 It is, girls, and let me tell you, I am so glad.  It always seems to me the longest of seasons; maybe it is because the long span of time that faces us after the holidays end, and some of us get SAD--Seasonal Affect Disorder.

                                                   So, be glad today, darlings, the end is in sight!

                                     This day would not be complete without Pat Boone's classic 1957 rendering of "When The Swallows Come Back To Capistrano."  Here it is!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Happy St. Patrick's Day, Darlings!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

                                  It's a great day for the Irish; even if one is not genuinely Irish, everyone is on this special day!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

                                    "Oh, the days of the Kerry dancing,                                                                                                                 "Oh, the ring of the piper's tune."

                                  David and I had our pre-St. Patrick's feast last night, with corned beef, boiled potatoes, carrots and cabbage.  And, of course, Irish soda bread, but none so good as my paternal grandmother's or Aunt Martha.  Aunt Martha got the recipe from granny!!!!!!!!!!!!!

                                       So, read some James Joyce, enact Brian Friel, dance an Irish jig or wherever your fancy takes you on this day.

                                          And now I have a surprise for you--

                                    Here is Ella Logan, Broadway's original Sharon McLaren in "Finnian's Rainbow" singing the now iconic Irish song "How Are Things In Glocca Morra."  Enjoy!

                                    

Girls, I Am Telling You, You Have GOT To See The Blow Job Scene From 1972's "Last House On The Left!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

                              I know; and after the post I just wrote, right?

                               Technically, girls, it is called fellatio, but we are all adults here, so let me explain.

                                 The film starts out with a group of young adults, especially two very attractive and nubile looking girls--though nothing like Adrienne Barbeau, darlings!!!!!!!!!!!!--on a road trip.  They stop at this house, where a bunch of killers are hiding out, and the girls, of course are victimized and killed.   I know people who love the horror genre who consider this sick and unwatchable.  I have never seen it, but from what I have heard it borders on snuff cinema.  Which is why I have never seen any of the "SAW" movies, either.

                                  Anyway, the parents of the girls get involved, and there is this guy named Fred, and the mother of a deceased daughter, to get her revenge, lures Fred to a nearby lakeside area, where she comes on to him, and proceeds to do the nasty.  But, just as Fred is about to explode, she chomps down on him, bites it off, and spits it out into the lake!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

                                    I am telling you, this has to be seen!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

                                     Shades of Lorena Bobbitt!!!!!!!!!!!!  You know what they say--

                                     "When Lorena Bobbitt comes bob bob bobbin' along, along,                                                                         There'll be no more members when she starts singing her old sweet song!"

                                       This scene should serve as a warning to all.  For those of us who might have.... -- won't say what--be sure you know whom you are dealing with before inserting a member into an orifice!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

                                            You could end up with worse than an STD.

                                           But the scene, girls, is hilarious fun!  And Fred gets just what he deserves!!!!!!!!!!!!!

63 Years Ago Today, Darlings!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

                                                 That is right.  On this date in 1963, at the age of 8, I made my Fist Holy Communion in St. Paul's Roman Catholic Church, in Highland Park, New Jersey.

                                                   It was quite an event, and I remember it to this day.  Especially the part where Ricky Brown, who is still alive, despite his brother, whom we all called "T.T.," being already gone, threw up on the pew seat, and was removed to I thought Hell by a nun, who sprinkled green incense powder over the vomit, so that it looked like a grave mound.  I kept staring at this, knowing the full truth of what was underneath, all through the final part of the mass.

                                                     Still, it was a holy day, and on the wall of our refrigerator is a picture of me on that day, taken in our house.  Even before I knew who Jennifer Jones or Bernadette was, I was already going for the Oscar gold!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

                                                         To those out there knowing someone about to make their First Holy Communion, may the day be joyous and blessed for all!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

                                                            You talk to Jesus, people!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Congratulations, Amy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

                                   Nothing about last night's Oscars made me happier--and I mean NOTHING--than Amy Madigan winning Best Supporting Actress for her campy and chilling portrayal of Aunt Gladys in "Weapons."

                                   America has taken Aunt Gladys to its heart.  I still say she is not as difficult as Gladys Cooper in "The Song Of Bernadette."

                                    She is a combination of an urbane Mary Poppins, Bette Davis and your most intrusive relative.  But she is such a hoot, walks off with the film, and who would not want Aunt Gladys to pay a visit????????????????????????????

                                   Congratulations, Amy!  Rarely in recent years has an Oscar been awarded so justly!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
 

"So Get On Up, On The Floor, Girls, We're Gonna Boogie Oogie Oogie Till We Just Can't Boogie No More!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

                                About a week ago, David and I were doing errands, and we stopped at our local eatery, the Offshore Diner. Their Alexa machine was playing this tune, by A Taste Of Honey--a group I had forgotten--but as soon as I heard the melody, my muscle memory kicked in, and I began dancing to this tune.

                                  I felt better for having done it, so, with this period of time being so perilous, with me still processing the emotional drain that was "Death Of A Salesman," I think it would be a good opportunity for all of us to feel better about ourselves by taking some time out, and dancing to "Boogie Oogie Oogie."  The melody is hard to resist, the lyrics are fun, and oh, girls, we get to dance!!!!!!!!!!!!!

                                   So, go on, girls!  Get on up on the floor!

                                     Here is the song to help you out!

                              "Everyone tonight must do the boogie!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

"A Soothsayer Hath Warned 'Beware The Ides Of March'!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

                                    Yes, girls, it is The Ides Of March.  This is the day, according to William Shakespeare, that Julius Caesar was stabbed to death; even by Brutus, hence the famous line "Et tu, Brutus!!!!!!!"

                                      Brutus was a real rat, like Judas Iscariot.  But this means that today is a day to be extra cautious.  With bad weather on the way, and I mean really bad, it would serve all to stay indoors as much as possible today.  Go about your routines but do nothing to arouse extra special caution.  Don't try cooking any fancy new dishes or deserts today.

                                          The Ides Of March has its positive side, too.  Two days from today is St. Patrick's Day; two days after that is St. Jospeh's Day, when the swallows return to Capistrano.  And next Saturday is the 21st, when Proserpina comes back from Hell, her mother is happy, so we have Spring and Summer.

                                             No need to be all gloomy about The Ides Of March.

                                              Just watch your step, darlings!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Girls, Spring Is Coming, And So Are Thoughts Of Weddings! Now, I Would Stick With Julie Andrews' "Sound Of Music" Gown, Designed By Dorothy Jeakins!!!!!!!!!!!!!! But I Know A Lot Of Girls Out There Would Want Carolyn Bessette's Wedding Dress!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

                                      That dress, incidentally, girls was designed by Narciso Rodriguez, who is still practicing, so if you want that gown, I am sure he could whip it up for you.

                                        The gown was impressive, though I am still going with Julie's.  When Carolyn and JFK Jr. got married, it was the American version of Prince Charles and Lady Diana.  And fraught with as much tragedy.  Of course, I have always known the Kennedys were under a curse, but not the royal monarchy.

                                           Still, isn't this dress gorgeous?  I would love to at least try it on!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

                                             It was a horrible and saddening tragedy what happened to this American golden couple of our generation!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

                                               But, darlings, you have to admit, they both went down, looking good!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Girls, This Is The "Svengoolie" Season Event Of The Year, As The Squad Airs The One, The Only, The Original 1980 "Friday The 13th!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

                                      Now, you know why I did not say much yesterday, darlings!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

                                      I could be wrong, but to my knowledge, this could be the first time this film is airing on network television.  Those who are tuning in for the first time I will respect by not trying to say too much to spoil a first viewing, but I do have some questions.

                                         This film is noticeably violent.  Even though several of the murders take place offscreen, the ones that do can be shocking.

                                            Like the harpoon shooting through Kevin Bacon's neck, as blood spurts.  In 1980, this was as shocking as things get.  Will it be shown tonight????????????????

                                               And how about the decapitation?  Will viewers get that????????

                                               Still, there is Jeanine Taylor's Marcy, with her 'Rainmaker' monologue to look forward to.

                                                And Sandy at the Blairstown Diner, where I once ate.

                                               Not to mention Walt Gorney's brilliant performance as Crazy Ralph, and the cinematography and how its makes use of the full moon, and the New Jersey locations.

                                                  Darlings, "Friday The 13th" is more than one might think.  Within its genre realm, it is an artistic masterpiece!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

                                                     So, don't miss it tonight, girls, at 8PM.  David and I will be there, with Baby Gojira And Company!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

                                                   

                                                 

The Sadness Of Revisiting One's Home Town!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

                            Last week, David and I went on an L and M Bus Tour.  We went to two art museums, one in Princeton, and one on the Rutgers University campus in North Brunswick.  The museums were fine examples of what they ought to be, but it was the emotional resonance of being back in familiar territory that got to me.

                              Princeton is much more cosmopolitan than I thought.  Oh, sure, the university is still there, and always will be, but either my memory misperceives things or the town has expanded considerably since I was last in it, decades ago.    I mean, Labyrinth Books!  I have GOT to go in there, sometime.  I bet Joyce Carol Oates hangs out there

                                 Now, the Rutgers visit was more personal for me, because I inhabited this campus during my youth.  Not so much as a student--Rutgers was the only school I ever applied to that turned me down!!!!!!!!!!!--but, in those days, one could wander the campus, see the bookstore, and use the library for your own research.   Of course, if one was not a student, one could not take out books, but that did not matter, then.  Now, I am sure only those matriculated can gain access to the library and its materials.  How times have changed.

                                 In the picture you can see part of the road we traveled, and those arches over the Raritan River, which were part of my life since infancy.  And from New Brunswick, down by the highway leading to Albany Stret, one can see Highland Park across the river.  That is when I wanted to cry.  Highland Park will always be a part of me, but I can never go back there.  Even sadder is the realization that, in my absence, the town has gone on, without me.  That is a bitter pill to swallow. 

                                 Still, I was glad for this glimpse of Highland Park.  It is still there and always will be, a secret kind of place like Brigadoon.  I guess that is what makes it special.

                                   Having read the Thomas Wolfe book, I can say he was right.  "You Can't Go Home Again."

                                     Cheers, darlings!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Happy Friday The 13th, Darlings!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

                              Two consecutively in one month.  Can you believe it, girls???????????

                              I won't say much on this post, because I will have something more exciting to say tomorrow, because something special is coming up!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

                              Meanwhile, enjoy your Friday The 13th!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Darlings, Somone In Bay Ridge, Besides Us, Is A Big Gojira Fan!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

                                           On this poster, in almost the exact spot on our subway platform, where Cynthia Nixon was called by her right name, someone painted a picture of Gojira giving it both to our fearless leader and Northwest Florida.

                                              Actually, I think he should have given it to all of Florida.  I mean, the Jim Dooley generation that made it a retirement mecca is gone, people don't flock there like they used to, it is hot, crawling with creepy creatures, alligators and mountain lions among them, and the government down there--don't get me started!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

                                                  So, I just want to thank the artist who drew Gojira onto this poster.   He still looks as lovable as ever!

                                                    At first, I thought Baby Gojira had done it.

                                                   But he would NEVER be seen on a subway platform!!!!!!!!!!!!

Girls, Today Is A Milestone, As Liza Turns 80!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

                                     On this year, especially, it should be a national holiday for gays and especially Theater Queens.

                                     Liza Minnelli, who has made lasagna for Michael Jackson, Elizabeth Taylor and Halston, turns 80!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  There was a time when I thought she would never make it to this point.  I mean, between her history and her mother's, wow!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

                                      But today Liza turns 80, and we are so happy to have her around.  She is one of the most notable Italian Americans in existence, like Cher, (for portraying Loretta Castorini in "Moonstruck") Susan Lucci, Andrew Cuomo and Chef Boyardee!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

                                         All of us on here wish Liza a very Happy Birthday!  I hope Lady Gaga and everyone shows up for the party, which I have so far not been invited to!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

                                          If Zasu Pitts were alive, she would come!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

                                            Happy Birthday, Liza!  May you be around for a long time!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

                                     Here is Christine Pedi as Liza.  Today, she is more Liza than Liza!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

                                         

Oh, Wally, Wally!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! It Is Time To Hang It Up Already!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

                                       Before getting into the train wreck of the theatrical experience above, let me just say a word about Timothee Chalamet.  Kid, you just blew your Oscar chances!  And go, Amy Madigan!

                                        Ok, Now--

                                        Had "What We Did Before Our Moth Days," now at the Greenwich House Theatre (probably because it was the only venue it could get) had been 90 minutes with no intermission, one might have emerged regarding it as thoughtful, effortful, philosophical and sincere.

                                           Instead, Shawn, with his Napoleon complex, and fondness for only his own words, has turned this into three hours which is just twice too long as it should be.  Imagine the graveyard scene of "Our Town."  Even with Wilder's poetry, stretched out to three hours, one would say, "Enough already!"

                                              The premise is simple.  Four actors sit on a stage, enacting characters who turn out to be connected to each other, musing on life, death, and everything in between.  I could not help noticing it was SO heterosexual.  Not that there is anything wrong with it, but a New York set play that does not acknowledge gay people??????????  And this from an author who, decades earlier, while I was still in my twenties, hit on me at a New Years Eve party????????????????

                                                  I could care less about that, but I do care about good theater, and Shawn is still writing the same pretentious crap as "My Dinner With Andre," which, for the life of me, I cannot to this day understand how some went crazy over it. .  There definitely were some 'Andre' groupies in the audience!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

                                                  This production was purportedly directed by Andre Gregory.  His name may be on the program, but, in his 90's, one can bet an assistant did most of the work.  Not that there is much to direct, anyway.  The actors could do it themselves.

                                                  The actors--Hope Davis, John Early, Maria Dizzia and Josh Hamilton are capable of delivering their monologued lines, but I sensed in each an effort to be earnest; in other works, to "speak the play," as Shakespeare would say--and then get the hell out of there!  As the actors exited the stage for the final time, I sensed a bit of relief in all.  And I could not help noticing the audience did not give it a standing ovation.  No one stood for this play.  They all headed to the nearest exit.

                                                   My advice?  Stay away from this venue while the vehicle is there.

                                                   As for Wallace Shawn, you are still a troll!  Try writing something groundbreaking, instead.

                                                   That is, if you can

                                                   

I Want A Saturn Girl Action Figure!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

                                               As I have previously mentioned, on a bookshelf in our bedroom is what I call my little Cup Of Heroes.  Not to be confused with the Canyon Of Heroes, dears.

                                                 The cup contains Sun Boy (Dirk Morgna of Earth) from the Legion Of Super-Heroes.  I also have Doctor Fate and The Spectre, both from the Justice Society Of America,

                                                    For me, with superheroes, it is all about the costume.  Which is why I want to add to my cup, another Legionnaire, and that is Saturn Girl (Imra Ardeen).  She is, or course, from Saturn.  That red costume is dazzling; too bad she has a dour expression on her face.  But the costume is accurate and colorful.

                                                       Who knows who else is out there?  By the time I am finished, darlings, my cup may become a cornucopia!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

                                                           I wonder if Computo or the Legion Clubhouse is available??????????????

See, Darlings?????????? The Golden And Silver Age Of Comics Has Evolved Into What Today Is Called Pop Art! How Would You Like These Images, Among Others, Covering Your Walls? I Would!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

                            Many think Pop Art is Andy Warhol, with the jar of Campbell's Tomato Soup, or the photograph of Marilyn Monroe.  But, as can be seen here, Pop Art can be anything if drawn in the correct style, like Golden and Silver artists of yesteryear.

                             Color is a central requirement; as can be seen, these images are ablaze with color.  I would like the middle one either on my living room wall or the bedroom ceiling.

                              Or maybe the collage should go on the bedroom ceiling, and the knockout words in the living room.  It is SO much fun to contemplate.

                             So, girls, the next time you yearn for the Golden or Silver Age Of Comics, look to Pop Art!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

                                 Another great home decorating idea!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
 

This Character Is SO Annoying!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

                             This is actor Stuart Hicar, and he plays Justin, the store clerk on the Stop And Shop TV commercials.   

                              Now, first let me say, girls, I am happy for Stuart, that, as an actor, he has somewhat of a steady gig.  Actors are lucky to get one.  Who knows; Justin could do for him what Flo did for Stephanie Courteny!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

                             But what he is required to play I cannot stand; so much so that I grimace each time one of these commercials air.

                              Within the workplace culture, there is so worse person that what is politely called "the brown nose;" in more vulgar parlance, "the ass kisser."  That is exactly what Justin is, and he is nauseating to watch.

                                 I mean, doesn't Justin have any life--inner or outer?  I bet he still lives at home in the basement, with his parents, plays video games, and watches straight porno movies because he has not figured out the truth yet.  Oh, and of course, he lives in a suburb, where he drives in one of his parents' cars only five minutes away from his house for a day of work.

                                These are the type of adult offspring who end up killing their parents.  I worry about Justin and his future.

                                 As for Stop And Shop, how many store out there are there, actually?  I remember when it was a Milton Bradley board game.

                                   Bring the game back but leave Justin out of it!  Please!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Girls, Join Us Tonight At 8PM, As "Svengoolie" Opens March With A Goodie!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

                             It has been called "motion picture's greatest year."  That was 1939, which produced a lot of my favorites, including "Gone With The Wind," "The Wizard Of Oz," and "Wuthering Heights."

                               But somewhere in this mix is a gem from Universal called "Son Of Frankenstein."  It made history in several ways.

                                 It marked the end of Universal's Frankenstein Trilogy.  It was the last time Boris Karloff played The Monster.  It introduced Bela Lugosi as Ygor, who demonstrated an acting range far beyond that shown in "Dracula."   It had Lionel Atwill as the policeman with the mechanical arm!!!!!!!!!!!!!

                                    And that cast!!!!!!!!!!!!!  Darlings!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Josephine Hutchinson, Basil Rathbone, Emma Dunn and Donnie Dunagan!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

                                     The sets and art direction are superb.  This is one of the last great Universal horror films, and it deserves to be seen.  Especially if it is your first time!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

                                      Too bad the actress playing the wife was no match for Mae Clarke or Valerie Hobson!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

                                         See you tonight at 8, darlings!!!!!!!!!!!!  Baby Gojira And Company will be there!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

See, Girls? I Told You The Golden And Silver Age Of Comics Were Better!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Look At Doctor Midnite!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

                                                     He was a member of the Justice Society Of America, on Earth Two, in the 1940's.  Get a load of that costume, the colors, the moon combining with it; this is the kind of detailed artistry one does not see in comics anymore.  An era lost forever.

                                                       Doctor Midnite had been a surgeon, who had been blinded, but developed the super-power to be able to see things in the dark.  Hence, his name.  But, as with all superheroes, especially DC, it was all about the costume, and Doctor Midnite's is just perfect.

                                                           There is, even now, a Doctor Midnite action figure!  I would sure love to have one, wouldn't you?  I have Sun Boy, from The Legion Of Superheroes, and Doctor Fate and The Spectre from the Justice Society Of America.  Wouldn't it be fabulous to have all the action figures from both organizations??????????

                                                             All those costumes!!!!!!!!  All that color!!!!!!!!!!!!

                                                           Then I could have my own Superheroes Fashion Show, darlings!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Geoffrey Beene Has Been Dead For Over Twenty Years! When Alive, He Was America's Heir Apparent To Cecil Beaton! But His Spirit Lives On In These Creations!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

 

                                                                                

                                               Aren't these fabulous, girls????????  It is time to think about Spring fashions, and while there is still talk of Halston, Versace, and others, Geoffrey Beene seems overlooked and neglected.  And with creations like these, he should not be!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

                                                 Imagine recreating your life according to the 1948 movie "Easter Parade."  You can actually do that, darlings, by wearing these dresses.  But only in the last one, pictured above, can you dance and sing "When The Midnight Train Leaves For Alabam!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

                                                    Artists should never be overlooked, and I want Beene remembered.  Has The Costume Institute ever done an exhibition on him.  Think about it, ANNA!!!!!!!  And, of course Chloe!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  

                                                      If only it was Chloe Sevigny!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

What We Go Through, Girls!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

                       Darlings, I am telling you, "Valley Of The Dolls" is the story of us all.  I relate to this scene very well.  I have to take stuff to sleep so, like Neely, I can sparkle enough to write this blog every day.

                         Of course, my drink of choice is coffee, not booze!!!!!!!!!!!  I hardly ever touch the stuff.

                         But I know what Neely is going through.  How many times have I been on a stage where the lighting designer blazes a point so hot I swear he is frying me!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  As Neely says, "I SAID I am through for the day!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

                           Not that I would ever abandon my girls!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  But it is hard to operate at full speed when you are only up to half.  Maybe I SHOULD take some dolls!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

                            Or, you know what, darlings?  "I'll do the second act first!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

                            The audience won't care.  They love me!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Had It With Winter, Girls??????????? Consider These Floral Designs!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

 

                            I finished my fourth reading of "Anna Karenina" two days ago.  It took me 17 days, was worth every word, but I had hoped to finish it earlier.  Now, I have a pile of contemporary books to read before beginning my next mammoth project.

                            Spring is a time of brightening colors and celebrating the creativity of nature, darlings, and I can think of no better way than brightening your room with floral wall designs like these.  You too can have a home resembling the set of a Technicolor Vincente Minnelli movie!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

                            The colored, almost three dimensional, flowers in the middle are my favorite, but the white with flowers above would go great in the bedroom.  Oh, dolls, can't you just see it???????????????

                             I would love to decorate this way.  Of course, my designs would have to include some pink!!!!!!!!!!!!

                             "Think Pink," girls!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

"On This Day, In The Year Of Our Lord, 1692, The People Of Whitewood, Massachusetts, Condemned Elizabeth Selwyn As A Witch!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

                               "Most God-fearing people do not go to Whitewood!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

                                Nor should they, darlings, because a year after her death, Elizabeth Selwyn was seen walking among the graves in the cemetery.  Soon after, the children of the elders who condemned her began dying off, one by one.

                                  Personally, I would love to go to Whitewood, even if I ran into Mrs. Nywles.  I stand a chance, not being a virgin.  But if it is one thing I hate, it is cults, and Selwyn and her group are one of the most dangerous cults out there.  So, I would not desire being recruited.

                                     I mean, what could it give me?  That hair?  That wardrobe?  Who would want it?????  Maybe Elizabeth Selwyn turned to witchcraft because she could not get a date!  People have done less, I am sure!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

                                        Still, it is fun to celebrate this day.  But if there are any virgins still out there, stay away from Whitewood!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

                                            Where does one find a virgin these days???????????????

Happy Birthday To Jennifer Jones!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

                                 If alive, she would be 107 today, which means she has been gone 17 years, since she died at age 90!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  Can you believe it, darlings??????????  Seventeen years!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

                                   This is one of her best non-'Bernadette' photos.  She had an illustrious career but will always be remembered for her Oscar winning performance in "The Song Of Bernadette."

                                      And, in just a couple of weeks, girls, it will be Easter Sunday, time; to get out the DVD and watch the 1943 classic again.

                                         She was just stunning!  Could Sally Hershberger give me that hair style??????????????????

                                         No wonder girls in the 40's wanted to look like her.

                                         Hell, I still do!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Happy 61st Birthday To "The Sound Of Music!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

                           On this day, in 1965, Julie Andrews did that twirl first time so the world could see and then lifted her glorious voice to the Alps in song.  "The Sound Of Music was off and running, and no one then could have anticipated what it would become, let alone still be being discussed 61 years later.

                              Of course, the sad thing is Charmian Carr and my favorite Heather Menzies are not here to celebrate it.  Sure, many of the adults are gone, but, really, the children?  It is just too sad to contemplate.

                                  I made it to the 60th Anniversary of the film, at which I had an unexpected and profound emotional reaction.

                                   But I still wanted to remember the film on its anniversary day!

                                   Those owning DVDs, today is the day to watch!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

                                    I shall wait for the next theater screening.

                                    Happy SOM Day, darlings!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Oh, Darlings, Bring Back Thirties Art Deco!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

                           That is Ronald Colman and Jane Wyatt (yes, the same actress who played Kathy's (Dorothy McGuire) biased sister in 1947 "Gentleman's Agreement," not to mention Margaret Anderson on "Father Knows Best!!!!!!!!!!!!") in Frank Capra's 1937 adaptation of James Hilton's novel "Lost Horizon."

                             Capra would seem an odd choice to direct a story about a group of people who discover an enchanting place called Shangri-La.  Even more interesting is that the set designer took not an Asian approach, but a Thirties Art Deco one!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

                                 Girls, isn't this shot captivating?  Who wouldn't want their own Art Deco estate just like this?????????  The photo is so hypnotic.

                                    I saw this movie in eighth grade, when we studied the novel in English class.  I wonder if anyone reads it anymore?  Or it is it still in print??????????  Who knows?????????

                                     But what an enchanting garden to walk into each morning or just sit in a chair and read all day!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

                                      Art Deco is a style having been lost but needs to come back!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

                                     Get rid of all this Modernism junk, girls!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

 

Welcome, March, Darlings!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

                               To think we are already one-sixth through 2026!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

                                Le mois du printemps!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

                               March means many things to many people.  In like a lion, out like a lamb, or.........?????????????   In just twenty days Proserpina comes back from Hell, and the weather gets nicer., because Spring is coming.   There is also St. Patrick's Day, and Palm Sunday.  On March 19, it is St. Joseph's Day, and the swallows return to Capistrano.  The Oscars are in two weeks, for those who still care.

                                     Yes, March is full of exciting events, and the freshness of Spring.  It is also Mammoth Books Month, when one is supposed to read a book of 800 pages or more.  Well, I have done due diligence, because I am coming down the home stretch on "Anna Karenina."  And "Svengoolie" is having some gems, including maybe the original "Friday The 13th," with Besty Palmer, and that fan favorite, "House On Haunted Hill," with Vincent Price.

                                         There is much to look forward to in March, and after what we went through with the storms in January and February, I am glad it is here.

                                            At last, girls!!!!!!!!!!  "Le Sacre Du Printemps!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Farewell To February!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

                                Don't you just love the Victorian wallpaper, darlings?????????????????

                                 The shortest month of the year has ticked away.  Today is my sister's birthday; she is now 86!!!!!!!!!!!!  Hope we all make it!  Shelley Plimpton's birthday was yesterday, my nephew Matthew on the 24th, my friend Joe on the 17th, our friend Ellen on the 6th (to be celebrated shortly) and my friend Tom's partner Austin on the 9th.

                                 The highlight of the month was The Heights Players superbly executed production of Sondheim's "Merrily We Roll Along," which we saw with our friends Dan and Norma.

                                   And we also saw Uncle Ernest!!!!!!!!!!!!  He is going to make the century mark, now that he is 95.

                                 Most important of all, the 11th was the 158th anniversary of the Apparition Of Our Lady Of Lourdes!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 

                                    Two things took up the rest of the month--winter storms and my rereading "Anna Karenina."  I have 60 some pages to go, so I am coming down the home stretch.  No, Anna has not taken that dive yet, but she is making the decision.

                                         Hope all your decisions went well this month, and that you will be the right ones in March.

                                           Soon, we will thaw out, darlings!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

             

Have You Heard The Latest About Jonathan Groff, Darlings?????????????????????

                              I know, girls, he is just SO good looking!  What visual perfection!!!!!!!!!!

                              Jonathan is currently wrapping up his iconic run in the Bobby Darin musical, "Just In Time."  Straight women and gay men still throw their panties at him nightly, but on his next outing, it might be Jonathan who is throwing his panties at the audience.  And wouldn't we want to catch those?????????????

                               But in order to do so, we will have to fly across the Pond, because Jonathan this Fall, will be working with the RSC--yes, dears, the Royal Shakespeare Company--in its all-male production of "As You Like It," in which he is playing Rosalind.  You heard me!!!!!!!!!!!!  Don't we all want to be there to catch his panties?????????????

                                London is a fabulous city, and sometimes its theater scene outdoes NYC.  I know Jonathan is going to love it there, and, if we are lucky, maybe this production will come over here, so those who cannot go may catch a glimpse of Jonathan and his panties.

                                    Isn't he just dreamy, darlings?  I would love to have tea with him at Brown's.

                                    How about it, Jonathan????????????????