I just couldn't bear to say goodbye to Ziggy Stardust yesterday, so I'm posting two new thanks today.
1. I'm a very very anxious person. I'm thankful for prescription tranquilizers.
and on a related note,
2. I'm thankful for "Valley of the Dolls," perhaps the most sexist piece of glorious crap ever written, and one that I have read with gusto at least 20 times. Who doesn't swoon when Lyon Burke thaws the icy New England demeanor of Anne Welles and takes her virginity with dashing aplomb? Go Lyon! Go get that refrigerated maraschino cherry!!!!
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Hey Leah,
I would buy this book - just for the cover!
M.
"Oh my God, it's a wig! Her hair is as phony as she is!"
MJ--oh, Helen, couldn't you have aged with just a littlemore dignity?
Mark--I know, I love this cover. They reprinted it with several covers, though, all of them fabulous!
You know, I've never read it. Must do!
I resisted for a long time. Like you with Bowie. I think you gave me the copy I read first. (In the same week, I might add, that I tackled Marjorie Morningstar!) Awesome. Creepy. Might be time to reread. XO Al
Wait, I forgot about Marjorie Morningstar. Now which is actually the most sexist book ever written? Must reread Marjorie also...
I feel I'm very well read but this one I haven't hit yet - looks like a trip to the book store is in my near future.
OH. DARN.
Any thing Jane Austin....
Never read it. Is there a reason I should?? Besides finally understanding cultural references that have probably been zooming over my head up to this point??
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