Debbie was part of infamous dance trio
Dorothy's original ruby red slippers!
Now that Hallowe'en is coming up, some of you gals in Frisco may be looking for a cheap - but sparkly pair - of ruby red slippers to slip on in the event you head out at the witching hour on the 31st of October.
Or, just maybe, you've got an eagle eye out for a sleek sexy gown to trip-the-light fantastic in?
Then, the Debbie Reynolds auction was tailor-made for you!
Poor Debs!
Due to a sad turn-of-affairs - her valuable collection of Hollywood memorabilia - is going on the chopping block!
The dazzling spoils that the show-biz legend squirreled away over the years are now part 'n parcel of a dizzying collection of keepsakes - that was supposed to be included in a Museum at a Belle Isle Village tourist attraction in Pigeon Forge - astride the Great Smokey Mountains National Park.
Reynold's son - Todd Fisher - confirmed that most of the construction was completed on the project, but the developer ran into some financial snafus, which prompted a bankruptcy filing.
Now - the assets (of which the treasure trove of Hollywood goodies is one) have to be liquidated to satisfy the demands of the creditors.
Are you in the market for a fur coat once worn by Orson Welles in Citizen Kane?
With black lace stockings peering out from underneath, some sassy gal will be the toast of the town in that, no doubt.
A perky school-girl -type may go for the frock that "Dorothy" wore in the Wizard of Oz!
But, if a sexy dame with a svelte figure has it her way - and the bucks to match - she'll spring for the little number that screen siren Marilyn Monroe (sex goddess extraordinaire) wore in the "Seven Year Itch."
Although Ms. Reynolds has the option to buy back the collection, the perky star of screen and stage has shrugged in dismay at the thought.
"There is nowhere to house the collection, so what good is that," she has wailed to friends, in so many words.
Ms. Reynold's son - Todd Fisher - backs her on that.
So, the auction will take place in New York City before June (2010), unless a White Knight gallops up.
My feet are too big for the slippers, but just betcha that fur coat would not only fit, but keep me snug and warm on frequent trips back to the great white north.
With PETA screaming bloody murder in my wake!
This is Tinseltown, and I can dream, can't I?
Debbie still a high kicker!
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