Little food, less fuel, but the British don’t complain. They stand in lines, shun black markets; gratefully, they soak up the pale winter sun. “These are the brave,” says Cary Grant, “still living.”...
Beau available. Twenty-one years old. Digs casual clothes, slim-Jim ties and blue suede shoes. Flips for chicken Italian style and hot fudge sundaes. Loves listening to the sweet songs of Keely Smith for hours at a stretch. Anybody interested?...
> Elizabeth tries to be a shrew, wants to be an autocrat and unsuccessfully attempts tyranny in little things. She often tells me off in front of people when I upset her. She is also very jealous and doesn’t fancy my taking two looks at the...
Dear David,
Here’s the story you wanted—Liz and Mike’s wedding party. Incidentally, I almost didn’t make it. Except for Eddie Fisher’s pants, I wouldn’t have. I had to borrow a pair from him at the last minute—’cause my own tropicals got lost in the shuffle. It...