Seen tonight at a preview performance of the brilliant new production of Gore Vidal's The Best Man: Liza Minnelli. We can report that Liza looked terrific in a canary yellow coat, graciously signed autograph after autograph for the fans who flocked around her, and when she hit the refreshment bar, she ordered Twizzlers with a Z.
Our musing for the day: we lament the complete absence from the press release lexicon of these delightful turns of phrase -- "glamorous songstress"; "exciting young thrush"; "versatile song stylist"; "slinky cafe chanteuse." Come back, Lana Cantrell -- all is forgiven.
"I was looking out the window on the 18th floor of the Queen Elizabeth Hotel [in Toronto] . . . I thought, just one more move . . . and this terrible pain will stop, this pain of losing it for all time, they're all forgotten performances, it will stop, the moment that I hit, hit jumping out the window. That's exactly what I wanted to do." - Carol Channing, on contemplating suicide after Barbra Streisand was chosen for the film version of Hello, Dolly
Lucille Ball in the I Love Lucy episode "The Moustache" (originally aired March 17, 1952)
"When I worked with Katharine Hepburn, decades ago, I was terrified of her -- that voice, her jaw, the whole package. I'm still scared of her!" - Lucille Ball
Ethel Merman in the original Broadway production of Gypsy, 1959
"They've nicknamed her husband the Lizard of Roz, and what they call Rosalind Russell I can't repeat -- but it does rhyme with 'witch,' and you'll find her sort in a kennel!" - Ethel Merman
In 1964, Goldfinger briefly made a sensation out of Shirley Eaton, whose nude, spray-painted body remains an iconic screen image. With typical British reserve, Miss Eaton gave her opinions of her fellow sex symbols to columnist Earl Wilson. Hollywood's bombshells must have been eager to send this bundle back to Britain after hearing these cheerful little earfuls:
"I don't want to be a sex symbol, or anything stupid like that...I mean perfectly terrible symbols like...Jayne Mansfield. [She's] laughed at."
"Anita Ekberg's even worse... She has a hard, brittle face -- and I don't think she's conspicuously talented."
"Carroll Baker? If that's going to be the new American sex symbol, I feel sorry for the American woman!...She wears a low dress and a big fur, but she's like a little housewife."
"People have been...saying really terrible things about Elizabeth Taylor. How she shouldn't wear bikinis, things like that. I can't bear people who are always downing people, can you?"
Firstly, we would like to apologize for the lack of communication over these past few months; as one wag chided us in an e-mail, "Here at Stirred, Straight Up, it is permanently Paulette Goddard!"
Secondly, we want to reassure everyone that we are alive and well. Our intention was never to arouse concern, and we are deeply grateful for the private e-mails we've received, as well as the public inquiries.
Finally, SSUWAT will, indeed, return. It's been a longer process than anticipated, but we love it -- and you -- far too much to let it fade away. The world is bereft of glamour, it would seem, and if our mission is less lofty than curing disease and abolishing war, we still endeavor to celebrate that bygone magic and mystique -- of Paulette Goddard, 1962, and everyone and everything else we cherish and hold dear.
Above all, we cherish and hold dear the friends we've made through this medium. Individually and collectively, you are the reason we are impatient and anxious to return.