A few stars still twinkle in the night clubs, but decorously. Gone are the lusty, brawling, bottle-swinging, butter-throwing, spendthrift. Stars of the thirties....
As he walked out onto the stage I of the Royal Box at New York’s plush new Americana Hotel, the twin spotlights hit him smack in the eyes. It was a little like being in a police lineup, except that there were hundreds of strangers...
Guess What Tuesday Talked Elvis Into
Just when I thought Tuesday Weld had settled down, she dreamed up the maddest thing in years—a hidden mike party—and talked Elvis into giving one with her. The guests never guessed their every word was being mysteriously wicked up. When...
There were two “Topics A” in Tinseltown this month—one, fashion, one, party patter—and for days, arguments about the former, and gasps about the latter, were heard all over town. Of course Item One means the Dior dither over whether this French couturier will again be...