Wednesday, March 20, 2013
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?