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People think a social circle comes to you by magic but you've got to work on it — I mean, who ever cared for a girl who never has some exclusive info — quoting from the papers is for the plebs ;. So this FIR against Farah was the talk of the party we were at as well. Good thing I had my emerald green Dolce Gabbana gown to debut, which makes gasps and sympathetic expressions look flatteringly dramatic. Even that singer Abhijeet is charged, but he's not part of our circle you know — not personal but there's a class difference — using crass language and calling the homeless people "dogs" meaning it as an insult, who does that?
We all love our adorable babies ,our chihuahuas and would never insult them. But that silly girl Mrs R didn't even know what FIR was, she wanted to know if it's the name of a new cocktail drug, can you imagine, how illiterate. Thankfully my girl gang is very well informed, we read the papers daily and all, you know, can't afford to sound completely stupid when Vogue comes to interview you and stuff.
Got to say some smart things, even make some passing references to politics, though nothing that will put the husband's company in a tough spot. It's a fine balance we Mumbai socialites have to strike. Anyway, so coming back to Farah, everyone was like, poor thing, you know, doing so well with that jewellery line, so talented, so friendly despite coming from a Bollywood family, and then getting caught in this unfortunate stuff. Of course the homeless types should be given some designated bylanes and some blankets by the government to sleep cozily in — maybe even atop a few trees — why footpaths, that's just so cruel.
Everyone deserves their own obscure patch of mud in a bylane rather than a chance at being hit by a big BMW. The poor are people too. What's wrong with what she said?
But anyway, there was this lawyer type who said this was very condescending and that Farah had made a fool of herself — it made the rich sound very insensitive and only interested in themselves and their needs. But I couldn't understand — when Farah was actually asking the government to shift the poor homeless people from hard footpath with traffic horns and street lights to soft mud where it was dark and no traffic — wasn't she arguing for a better life and sound sleep for the homeless?
Wasn't she thinking of their needs by campaigning for a more sleep friendly designated area? I mean, I can't sleep until the temperature is just right, the curtains are drawn and the mattress has to be top notch quality. Surely the poor deserve better, like soft mud, than a hard footpath?
I thought it was very kind of Farah to think of them. Well it's all in connection to Salman Khan and how they got in his way, so the rest is just la la land bs, said the lawyer sharply. Picked up Diana [Vreeland]. Diana went over and told Barbra off about something. Candy Bergen and Roman Polanski were there. It was a party for Sidney Lumet. Sidney runs around kissing everybody and then stops when he gets to me. Diana was getting drunker and drunker, and Fred, too. Got picked up at 7: Drove to Century City. Brand-new apartment building, very rich, overlooking all of Hollywood.
James Caan was there with his boyish wife, a beauty.
Martin Scorsese with his wife, Julia. Jackie Bisset, Lee Grant. Burt Young from Rocky. A girl from Big Valley, Linda Evans, really beautiful. Tony Curtis was giving people puffs on his marijuana. Got the American 1: Lots of people from the Academy Awards getting on the plane. John Travolta from Welcome Back, Kotter walked by, sort of said hi to me, sat in front of me. Paddy Chayefsky told the stewardess he wanted to sleep all during the trip, not to wake him up, but he woke up five minutes after the plane was in the air.
John Travolta kept going to the bathroom, coming out with his eyes bright red, drinking orange juice and liquor in a paper cup, and he put his head in a pillow and started crying. I saw him reading a script, too, so I thought he was acting. Really cute and sensitive-looking, very tall, comes off looking too fairy-ish, like too many people around now, but very good-looking.
You can see the magic in him. Finally somebody did slow motion right. Mick wants me to do the cover on his next album. The first person I saw when I walked in the door was Jackie O. I had the first really nice talk with Jackie O. The Magic of People in the Movies, or something.
Got to the St. There were two or three Liz lookalikes there, one introduced herself to Liz. It was rotten food—gold salmon. Then they gave Liz the plaque which had raw amethyst all over it—the stuff ashtrays are made of—it was of Mt. Sinai and at the top in gold was the Ten Commandments. I was in and out of the lunch because I was painting with the sponge mop in the back. Then Mick in a lime suit came in with Jerry Hall. I thought things were fishy with Mick and Jerry, and then the plot started to thicken. His head was so far back and he was singing to himself. The top part of his body was like jelly and the bottom half was tapping 3, taps a minute.
He was putting his sunglasses on and off. My opening at the Folk Art museum is tomorrow night. I loved Peter Firth, he was wonderful and Richard Burton was wonderful. The movie has the longest nudity. Peter Firth came over to me, and we had a good time. Then we walked over to Studio 54 for the Elton John thing. He was wearing a hat because of his hair transplant. Elaine had new menus and Stevie noticed the new prices right away.
I only noticed because [the menus] were clean. Oh, and after he confessed how rich he was, he started to worry that I only liked him for his money, and I mean, what can I say? Halston and Bianca were in the kitchen together cooking, and he said he had so much energy he wanted to go dancing. He told me lots of gossip—he said that the night before when the doorbell rang it was Liza Minnelli. This is going on with her husband standing there! Halston said Jack likes Liza but that what he really goes for is big curvy blonde women.
Bianca was telling her side of the marriage story. At first she was saying that she never cheated on Mick, but then she said he was splitting from her because she had so many a Hairs.
But she said she never Haunted it publicly. Sam Beard was giving a 40th birthday party for his brother Peter [the photographer who later married Cheryl Tiegs] in his apartment on 92nd and Park. It was an exciting party.
Then we all went over to Studio 54, and they had an elephant cake for Peter come down from the ceiling because Peter took all those great African elephant pictures. Arnold Schwarzenegger was there. I left around 2: She better get out of town for a while. The road gets challenging after San Simeon. I was mentally prepared for it, but not for the cyclists I encountered on every turn. Although I had seen it before, this piece of highway 1 is both visually stunning as well as historically fascinating. The 80 ft tidefall used to poor straight into the ocean one of only a handful in the world , but a massive fire in and subsequent landslide forced enough debris into the cove to create a beach.
The water now only falls into the ocean during high tide. This is not my photo, the fog was rolling in when I took mine. This cove in December and January plays host to migrating whales that come very close to shore here. I intend to sit and watch them someday maybe only in my dreams. Most tourists fail to notice the ruins of a house directly behind where they stand to take their waterfall photo at the overlook. The house and rail car to the house tracks can still be seen by the ruins was powered by the Pelton Wheel which can also be seen on this trail.
Helen was a New York socialite where Julia was a hard working second generation pioneer of the area. When Helen Brown deeded the area to the State of California, she stipulated that the Park be named after Julia, and the house become a museum by a specific date or be torn down. The State did not meet the deadline and the house was demolished. Perhaps Helen knew that she would be remembered for her wealth, but Julia would be lost to obscurity if not for the Park named for her. If nothing else, this place stands as a tribute to an enduring friendship.
There is something magical about the Redwoods meeting the sea, which makes it very hard to leave this place. Onward to one of the only points on Highway 1 that made me just a tad nervous.
I had already spent time in Carmel by the Sea. I am a little mad at the people who get to live here, but not Clint Eastwood. The Carmel Mission built in is marvelous and having stood the test of time, should not be missed. I had been here before when my youngest was small, so many fond memories flood my mind as I walked the wharf.
It was crowded with tourists and I was missing my family, so after fortifying myself with clam chowder in a bread bowl while watching the harbor seals, I headed out for parts unknown. For a first timer, I would recommend renting one of the pedal carts and traveling down the coast to cannery row and the Monterey Bay Aquarium.