On a fine Manhattan evening just 54 years ago, Zsa Zsa Gabor went to a very swish soirée hosted by Prince Aly Khan. That's Douglas Fairbanks, Jr. there, sitting on her right. Dear Mr. Eisenstadt appears to have caught her in a pensive moment. Well, she was a bit at loose ends (in between two of her lesser husbands, a Mr. Hutner, who'd lasted four years, and a Mr. Cosden, who only eked out one) and so was her host. Perhaps she was wondering whether it might be worth trying to become the third Princess Aly. Such an alliance would, if nothing else, have been a great deal better than the sordid semi-royalty with which she eventually did became embroiled.
The '50s really were the sisters' glory years, and in her opulent serenity, Zsa Zsa has no idea just how unkind, to her and to the very idea of Gaborismo, the following decades would prove to be. Just as well; let her enjoy her moment. I'm guessing those are emeralds.
And what are you up to?
Your posts are the best and now ...Zsa Zsa. Marvellous!
ReplyDelete"And what are you up to?"
ReplyDeleteNothing quite so chi-chi, more's the pity. Jx
the only thing emerald in the house is ny-quil,
ReplyDeletebut i do have both my legs and i'm not imprisoned
by a crazy, pseudo-royal.
guess i'm doin' better than i thought?
I now understand what style those wigs are based off of.
ReplyDeleteShe looks Gabored to tears.
ReplyDeleteGabored perhaps, but opulent serenity? How I'd love a bit of that...
ReplyDeleteYou know, the old girl was closing in on 50 when this was shot and looking considerably better than I did at the same age, so I say "Right on honey."
ReplyDeleteAnd what am I up to? Fighting with the cat for domain over the middle of the bed. And losing.