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Babe Paley's avatar

Shall I remind y'all of my Time I Met Eartha Kitt?

She was a hero of mine (I suppose that can continue--she IS a hero of mine).

We were going to NYC and a friend of a friend was someone like her booking manager or something. Anyway, she was playing at the Carlysle (I believe was the hotel), and we scored THE table ON THE LITTLE STAGE--so just about 8x10 feet, a little table for 2, and an entire show with Eartha Kitt.

The whole show she directed at us, and the two of us had a theater background and interacted back with her. The guy I was with had never heard of her (?) but still did a good job playing the doofy rube that she could make fun of gently, and I took on the "role" of world weary and sympathetic gal pal with Eartha.

After the amazing show was over, my date and I went to the bar, and we noticed soon that she arrived with about 4 men and sat in a booth. I debated because I'd been warned that she was "testy" and not maybe a nice person--or at least that she did not enjoy being bothered--but I thought, when will I ever have this chance?

So I walk up, and everyone in the booth turns to stare at me.

"Miss Kitt, I am terribly sorry to interrupt, but my name is (______________) and I've read your books and about your life, and I have all your albums and I needed to say that you...inspire me". At this point I was tearing up.

*silence*

And then she stared into my eyes.

"My darling, you have the most marvelous, expressive face. No--it is YOU who inspire ME!"

I squeaked something, started crying, maybe curtsied, and ran back to my table.

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Mildred Downey Broxon's avatar

"JOHNSON: It’s – it’s not language I would use, but — but I understand that it comes from…"

NAZIS. That's where it comes from. Have the MAGAts eaten your brain?

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