Marlon, center left: “Honey, these gentlemen would like to speak to you about our houseboy who went missing last night.” Elizabeth, center right: “Why on earth would they think I had anything to do with that?” Marlon: “Well, it’s your hair, dear. It’s obvious that it can’t be […]
Mike Todd: “Wow, they’ll run any kind of gossip on this news ticker in Times Square. Are you seeing this?” Elizabeth Taylor: “Of course I’m seeing it, dear. Just because I have violet eyes doesn’t mean I can’t see the same things other people see.” Mike: “You have […]
Monty: “Are you okay? You seem to be a bit distraught.” Lizzie: “I’m fine. I’ve just been thinking about things and I’m a little blue.” Monty: “Ah, so you’re aware of it as well. The stylist has given you entirely too much volume for the time period of […]
Let’s eavesdrop on the wedding participants’ thoughts, shall we? Left to right. Conrad “Nicky” Hilton: “I am so glad that Elizabeth Taylor agreed to marry me. I’m sure her decision had nothing to do with my family being so wealthy that we can buy elections and entire countries.” […]
On the movie set of “Reflections in a Golden Eye”… Director John Huston: “And over here, Liz will make her entrance in some crap designed by Valentino.” Actor Marlon Brando: “That explains all the lights. But why the big production?” John: “Because it’s Elizabeth Taylor. She never […]
The Housewives of Self-Centered City react to the horrifying news that hair salons are still not considered essential services and will remain closed for at least two more weeks. Later that afternoon, they slip out of their houses (wearing hats, of course, but no masks) and join a […]
At first, things were pleasant. But not for long… George, left: “Say, darling, what do you suppose we should have for dinner?” Liz, right: “What do you mean? We have cocktails. Isn’t that enough?” George: “Well, sure. For now. But eventually we’ll need something to soak up […]
Marlon, inner voice: “Why do I insist on bringing my wife to these staff meetings?” Elizabeth, outer voice: “Where the hell is my vodka gimlet? I ordered one an hour ago.” Marlon, outer voice: “Honey, let’s hold off a bit. I don’t know who you ordered from, but […]
Marlon, center left: “Honey, these gentlemen would like to speak to you about our houseboy who went missing last night.” Elizabeth, center right: “Why on earth would they think I had anything to do with that?” Marlon: “Well, it’s your hair, dear. It’s obvious that it can’t be […]
Katharine, left: “I can’t believe that this has happened.” Elizabeth, right: “That somebody let you out of your house wearing a Bea Arthur outfit?” Katharine: “No, that somebody designed a bra that makes your breasts look like that.” Elizabeth: “But I’m not even wearing a bra.” Katharine: “Oh, […]
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