Three A-list ladies show that it's possible, in fact, to enjoy yourself at even the most elaborate of Hollywood costume parties. It's a magic moment in their lives, and I like to think completely genuine: Marion oblivious of the double chins and passing years, hoping, perhaps, that Norma being at her party meant, finally, an end to all that gossip...
...Norma, carefully composing her face in one of the six trademarked expressions that successfully hid her "difficult" eyes...
...and Merle, with that tight shopgirl's smile, incongruous as always on her perfect face, that betrayed a certain painful nastiness of character (and, in this case, the knowledge that her mantilla overshadowed even that of the boss's widow).
Do you suppose that in sixty years anyone will find as much interest in deconstructing a party snap of Anne Hathaway, Kirsten Dunst, and Jessica Biel, to grab three random names from today's casting lists? Given that I can hardly stay awake thinking of them now, I have my doubts...
Oh, Muscato, how I treasure the cafe.
ReplyDeleteYou have no idea how much it helps me get through the day at the Really Middling Insurance Company, Inc.
A cooling oasis in a vast desert of mind-numbing paper-pushing, redundancy & mediocrity.
Why, thank you, caro - and back at you. One does enjoy being read.
ReplyDeleteAnd buck up; it could be worse - it could be the Bonjour Tristess Brassiere Company, for example. I don't know about you, but they still send me my mail there...
Tristesse with an e, that is, of course...
ReplyDeleteThey've got a great big switchboard there
ReplyDeleteWhere it's just hello, goodbye
It may be dull
But there I can be just me, myself and I
...a little modeling on the side