I met her once many many moons ago at a taping of To Tell the Truth. I was a mere little boy in the audience, and when the taping finished she came out and shook hands with some of us. I always thought she was so refined and beautiful, like a mother who has simply been absorbed into the role of grandmother without any effor or ill effects. I recently found out that she was from my adopted hometown (New Orleans). Yes, my friend, I agree: Class like that doesn't come around too often.
I sat next to Kitty the Divine at the ballet shortly before she died, and was delighted to brush that close to royalty. She was wearing emerald green and sable (a classic combination), and was utterly charming and VERY alert. I'm not overstating things when I say that she looked and acted decades younger than her age.
I miss her, too; it seemed as if she would be around forever, a ubiquitous, glamorous presence about town.
Sometimes it catches me up short, how much I miss some people; people like Kitty Carlisle Hart.
used to watch her on tv game shows. what a treat! quite a lady... i agree with your sentiments. i remember her in a marx bros. film.
ReplyDelete...and here I thought that *I* had somehow left an indelible mark at the Café Muscato...
ReplyDelete*le sigh*
But I will say that all things "Kitty" are truly Devine... Kitty Carlisle Hart, Eartha and me...
I dunno....I think Wayland Flowers' "Madame" has pulled off that fur and jewelry combination pretty well.
ReplyDeletei remember them on hollywood squares... "wayland flowers and madame to block"
ReplyDeleteI feel the same way about Beverly Sills. Not sure why, but I do.
ReplyDelete"Who today could carry off citrines, turquoise, and sable like that?" I hate to brag, but....
ReplyDeleteI met her once many many moons ago at a taping of To Tell the Truth. I was a mere little boy in the audience, and when the taping finished she came out and shook hands with some of us. I always thought she was so refined and beautiful, like a mother who has simply been absorbed into the role of grandmother without any effor or ill effects. I recently found out that she was from my adopted hometown (New Orleans). Yes, my friend, I agree: Class like that doesn't come around too often.
ReplyDeleteI sat next to Kitty the Divine at the ballet shortly before she died, and was delighted to brush that close to royalty. She was wearing emerald green and sable (a classic combination), and was utterly charming and VERY alert. I'm not overstating things when I say that she looked and acted decades younger than her age.
ReplyDeleteI miss her, too; it seemed as if she would be around forever, a ubiquitous, glamorous presence about town.
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ReplyDeleteMiss Carlisle and a younger gentleman sat at the table next to ours one night at the Café Pierre. Well, somebody has to sit at the next table!
ReplyDeleteFrom all that we could eavesdrop, they talked fundraising.
One of New Orleans' finest.
ReplyDeleteLoved her. I remember listening to an interview with KCH on NPR. A true class act.
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