I know Debbie Reynolds and Harry Karl hold hands at the movies. I watched them. . . . Zsa Zsa turned square; she admits on the jacket of her book that she didn’t write her autobiography. . . . Call me what you will, but...
This time they weren’t going through the back way. The big, black Lincoln Continental rolled up to the front entrance of The Cloister, the famous nitery on Hollywood’s Sunset Strip. Three young men stepped out of the limousine, and then Elvis. He was healthily tanned,...
Rumors from Hollywood celebrities . . ....
Rumors from Hollywood celebrities...
The place was jammed to the door and jumping at The Cross Bow, a little-known rock ’n’ roll hangout in the San Fernando, one recent Saturday night. Gals and guys left their tables for the crowded floor, swinging to the beat of Lance and the...
Rumors from Hollywood celebrities...
From splendor in the grass to splendor in the night clubs only proves that there's no telling what will happen...
To work or not to work—was that the question? Whether ’twas far better to be the third Mrs. Sinatra without a career to her name—or just Juliet Prowse with her name in lights—was that the issue?...