Ok I gotta jump right in here with my take on the Paris/Larry King interview...

There is an old, old saying - "dumber than a box of rocks" - well, that was my take on Miz Hilton last night. She was a zombie, she didn't talk in depth about anything, her speech wasn't articulate, she showed no passion about her so called new "causes" and when LK pressed her on her favorite bible verse she drew a complete blank.

And she said she has never done drugs? Oh puh-leez, there are pix all over the internet of her smoking a joint. Her response to that is that she likes to roll her own cigarettes. ROLL HER OWN CIGARETTES??? Oh, I'm laughing out loud at that one, girlfriends.

It was a total waste of an hour last night, but of course I just HAD to watch it. LC was smart, he gave it ten minutes and watched something else.

It was as much of a waste of time as when Geraldo was going to find Jimmy Hoffa's body on national tv back in the 80's. Anybody remember THAT fiasco?

I just read online that Liz Claiborne died today at the age of 78. Oh my, how I loved her clothes in the 80's. Her sportswear line was wonderful, and all of my "old" friends know, I was totally besotted with anything she made in Liz Yellow. That bright, yellow color was my favorite, and still is. Bright yellows are my happy clothes. I always feel good in yellow.

She retired in 1989 and sadly her clothing line went downhill. But she was really something in her day. *sigh* Those WERE the days.....

Had to share...

Hooterville sent me the following vintage ad in an email. Just had to show you all. Too funny for words.....

Remember this???

Old Clairol ad from the 60's - "Does she or doesn't she, only her hairdresser knows for sure." Oh, those were the days, women actually didn't admit to coloring their hair. Like you couldn't tell, because when it came to color, the only shade of blonde was beige and the only shade of gray was blue. And like who has beige or blue hair????

What brought this on.... I was looking at the mirror, the edges around my hairline look positively white, and I often wonder what it would look like grey. I just don't have the guts to do it yet. I remember Mother, she was like in her late 70's, and I finally said to her, "Ma, you're old now, give up the color." And she did, and it looked so pretty, that silvery gray color.

Maybe someday I'll do it... When I get old older...