Tammy
Brushes With Fame #1: Debbie Reynolds
I sometimes meet famous people in the course of my work. It's no big deal. Really. I've never been a wannabee starfucker, even when the opportunity presented itself, as it once did with Debbie Reynolds.
It was late 1981. I was working as an audio assistant on a big daytime TV talk show. It was my first paying job after I graduated from film school. Back then I had very long hair. Oh yeah, I was a post-hippy hippy for sure. There was no way I was going to cut that hair. It nearly got me sacked from that job in fact, but I digress.
Debbie was a guest on the show. I don't remember much about why, or what she said, or anything else really, except for one little sliver of time in between two segments (we were live-to-air) when I was called on to pin a radio mic on her when she took the guest chair.
At the time I didn't actually know much about her, I have to confess, other than that she was in 'Singin' in the Rain' and that she was famous for having good legs. I fumbled with the mic as I tried to attach it to her coat.
"Have you ever thought of cutting that hair?' she said to me.
"Er, no, not really," said I, suavely.
"I bet if I got you in the bedroom I could convince you to cut it," she said, quiet enough so only I could hear.
Eeeewww. She's so old, I thought.
She was 49, not too many years older than I am now.
8 comments:
Age is a sneaky bastard.
Sure sounds more like an invite than a semi-risque quip. "Suavely" indeed. Still, you did much better than I would've in similar circumstances.
Given my verbal reflexes and quick wit, I might have managed "Er."
You should have told her your heart belonged to Elizabeth Taylor.
Or Rock Hudson.
Yeah, right, like I was that fast in those days. Or now.
Is it just me or does she look evil in that picture? Like she's going to bite someone?
Your point being...?
Can't wait to see what's revealed in Brushes With Fame #2
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