‘You belong in Hollywood!’ my admirer enthused, having seen samples of my writing. ‘I love you already! You are the best!’ I was on that flight quicker than you could say Beam me up, Scottie.
A fan of excessively large bows and over-fussy outfits, Sutton’s attire is so jaw-droppingly bizarre on occasion, you could be forgiven for thinking she is drowning in a vat of marshmallows.
In terms of popularity, the warning signs that now accompany the start of every program are red rags to a bull. ‘Substances, language, violence, nudity, gore, sexual violence, smoking.’
The world of television has never seen anything like it. And it is unlikely the four billion viewers watching worldwide ever will again.
Christina Ricci looked as if her upper half had obtained its own visa and was already en route to pastures new; Sarah Paulson, in bizarrely angled Louis Vuitton black (they really should stick to baggage), appeared to have been invaded by a sinister Cubist.
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Where CNN was a brilliant combination of historical analysis while looking to the future, ABC focused on the personality of the Prince man who is now King Charles III.
The feeling so far is that we’re in for yet another bout of tedium in which the only nod to the real Paris is the name of the city in the title.
What’s everyone got against beauty? At a time when women are being denied their very gender, this should be a time to celebrate womanhood, not consign it back to the box where it lay dormant for centuries.
And then, the request: would you give up your seat, because . . . even more hushed tones: “We have a celebrity on board who would like it.” Minutes passed. Oh, for God’s sake, speak up: who is it? La Toya Jackson.
United, at last: she was in 5K but wanted 7K. I had it.