Everybody loves Lena! And why not?
She's stunning, but not so much that she pulls focus entirely from - I'm guessing on the timeline here - Mrs. Warner;
She's equally at home tossing one back with Tony...
...or kindly leading a guest who may already have had enough to the nearest exit.
She's happy leaning on a guest (bonus points for anyone who can explain why Shirley showed up in a T-shirt, velour housedress, blazer, and pearls - maybe it's one of those reincarnation things?)...
...or herself providing a suprisingly strong knee on which to perch.
God knows she's more patient than I, not batting an eye at being nearly swept aside by Lucy's furs -
Or having her audience distracted when a pal stops by in an outfit only marginally more comprehensible than Shirley's.
And, like all genuine divas, she bursts into living color when at least she meets a true peer. Title this one "when goddesses embrace."
I like knowing that Lena is still with us, albeit quietly, her days of entwined cocktails and evicting junkies, perhaps to her relief, behind her. She's the real deal.