Monday, September 7, 2009

Birthday Boy: The Mother of Us All

What an especially auspicious day this is: the demi-centennial of the blogger (musician/artist/raconteur/saloniste...) who has inspired more fabulousness than pretty much anyone I can think of this side of la Vreeland, the one and only Thombeau, master of Fabulon! We offer him a divinely decadent Mel Odom rose to mark such an august occasion.

The stars are clearly aligned this time of year - sharing the day are a staggering array of heavenly creatures including the pearl-dripping Gloriana herself, Elizabeth I; artsy oldster Grandma Moses; the Café's favorite poetess Dame Edith Sitwell (D.Litt., D.Litt., D.Litt.), onetime hunk of eye-candy and semi-Kennedy Peter Lawford; eternal eye-candy and sometime angel John Phillip Law; and Rhoda's baby sister, Julie Kavner. Tragically, it also marks the anniversary of the death of Maria Montez, which has to mean something.

Let's wish Thom every happy return; I don't know about you, but I'm considering celebrating by devising a costume that combines farthingales, a sarong, feathered wings, vast amber jewelry, a folksy landscape, and a four-foot blue beehive. It's a look that would be right at home on Fabulon...


  1. “The Mother of Us All” indeed.

    Long may he nurture us.

    Oh come let us adore him.

    Viva Thombeau!

    *adjusts wiglet and sashays into the sunset*

  2. suckling from the very teat of Fabulosity!
    Ave Thombeau!

  3. Aww, you guys!

    Thanks, dear Muscato, for everything. Especially for being YOU!!