Friday, January 15, 2010

It's a Sunshine Day!


Happy Friday, darlings! We'll be back with more fabulosity after the weekend, including a long-delayed new Weekly Feature, which we should really retitle the "Whenever We Can Kick Our Procrastinating Arses Into Gear Feature." Until then, remember - make it a Doris day, every day!

Wednesday, January 13, 2010

Whiff with Purchase

And now, normadesmond (on reprieve from the circus) reveals his Mystery Guest...


Kudos to Gene for knowing his Youth Dew! Josephine Esther Mentzer, born 102 years ago in Corona, Queens, did it the hard way....especially at the buffet table.

Here's a well fed Estee with a rather ghoulish Crawford. It appears that Joan has just yanked an hors d'oeuvre from Estee's ravenous mouth, certainly admonishing her for being such a pig. As soon as the photographer moved on, I imagine Estee wrestled the morsel away from Joan and threw it into her little bag. Those limo rides back to the house could take forever...or 40 minutes.

Again, thanks TJB.....loved every minute of it!

Stacked


Unsolved Mystery: how Missy left Robert Stack untouchable when he looked like that.


ROBERT STACK
January 13, 1919 - May 14, 2003

A Man and a Woman



Constance Bennett and Gilbert Roland - their marriage lasted only four years; presumably, because Connie couldn't stand being hitched to a man whose beauty regimen was clearly even more effective than her own:

Hair by Kenneth


Jeans by Levi.
Drink by Champale.
Attitude by Cunty.

Which Kind Are You?

Happy Drunk...

...or Bitter, Nasty Drunk?

Be honest, possums!









Inspired by Thombeau, of course!

Stan the Man




Saturday, January 9, 2010

And So We're Back From Outer Space...


...and not a moment too soon! The flight was murder, although we did have a faboo traveling outfit, n'est-ce pas? We hurried back - FelixInHollywood, askthecoolcookie and normadesmond, as much as we love the darlings, have a tendency to run up the phone bill with late night calls to 1-800-Manmate, empty out our good liquor, and utterly exhaust the houseboys. Paolo and Sven are patient souls, but wouldn't your patience be taxed by normadesmond ringing the buzzer at two in the morning, every morning, demanding to be bathed in asses' milk? And poor Paolo's English isn't the best, so the sweet thing thought - well, let's just say that he tried.

While TJB's away, Felix, Cookie and Norma will play!

Confidentially, we'll have to have the entire place redecorated - we're sure that the old dear meant well, but normadesmond's "taste" in artwork doesn't entirely mesh with our decor; although we'll probably have to dig the damn thing out of the closet every time the bitch comes to visit.

He IS big: normadesmond adds his inimitable stamp to our humble abode.

We're also going to have a word with askthecoolcookie about surreptiously using the car to cruise the train depots. And, waaaait a minute... that bitch stole our headscarf, too!

He can do a few tricks, some old and then some new tricks: askthecoolcookie is very versatile.

Still, when all is said and done, they kept this place running like clockwork - which is no mean feat, considering that they were basically running on cylcamate and dolls, judging by the pile of empty Tab bottles outside of FelixInHollywood's guest bedroom. Not to mention the pile of houseboys.

After rummaging through our jewelry box, FelixInHollywood helps himself to a drinkie.

And, so, we bid a fond adieu to our Guest Editors; since we're still emptying out ashtrays, throwing out empty vodka bottles, and reviving houseboys, we asked Thombeau to escort our trio out. So long, girls! Thanks for everything. We'll send you the doctor's bill for the houseboys shots.

FelixInHollywood, askthecoolcookie, normadesmond and Thombeau: girls about town, and on the lam.

* Of course, we jest! We're thrilled that FelixInHollywood, askthecoolcookie and normadesmond not only agreed to be our guests, but also did such a fabulous job of it! We hope that this inspires you to visit their blogs daily, as well - after you visit Stirred, Straight Up, with a Twist, of course. Thank you, boys!

Friday, January 8, 2010

Since I'm treading on sacred fashion ground.....

...it occurred to me to dig out some of my old After Darks.



From October 1970 with Sylvia Miles looking far better than any of us ever imagined she could.






This is Gilbert Feruch, a clothing designer who has gone to his greater reward, but has left us with some very nice photos of some very groovy clothes.






















I'm mad for that asymmetrical vest...actually, mad for all of it. What's great is that it's definitely Sixties, but has just a slight touch of what's to come, which we all know wasn't always that great. Though I had an intimate relationship with a cape back then, the years have shown me that the cape is simply....quelle horreur.









Oh, this article says that Feruch was responsible for the Nehru jacket, to which I say, [eyebrows raised] pardon me.





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