The poison gas of gossip has caused more heartache, ruined more reputations, jeopardized more careers than anything else in Hollywood. This is how some of those “true” stories start...
MEMO TO MR. S. CLAUS: Since children write you letters and grownups never do, we thought we’d play postman for the stars. All they want for Christmas is a red car, romance, Paris in the Spring and—other things that will surprise you when you click...
I’m aware Elvis Presley is a judo expert, but I didn’t realize until now this subject is his opening dialogue with a girl. . . . Bet Tony Curtis never thought he’d be a Roman gladiator. . . . Tuesday Weld is still on her...
There we were, sharing two rooms with laughs. Forgetting to put the laundry out, going on a mad diet of prunes! Who would have known then what was going to happen to—By Rita Gam...