Monday, February 12, 2007

Wilde Life Refuge

Held together, near as I can tell, by some kind of sequin-encrusted industrial strength duct tape, Carol Channing came to town to do a benefit. She made the cover of an inside section of the local paper, and I was stunned – stunned, I tell you – to note that she really looks exactly the same as she did some forty odd years ago. She's 86, and she hasn't changed at all. She's probably got one of those Dorian Gray things going on. But instead of a picture in the attic that keeps looking worse and worse, she's got Mickey Rourke.

1 comment:

vapid transit said...

I, mate
The inspiration for Wilde has had it's share of undo influence. check it:

ps. you were right. should never have quit the fags.