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24th
Actually, I neglected to mention that I woke up the other morning, dreaming about Elizabeth Taylor in Butterfield 8. I don’t know that I ever saw the movie. How fitting to watch scenes now.And she won an Academy Award back then, as a high class callgirl. Fascinating.
No, no. I’m not a call girl. I’m a sexy executive. There is a difference … I think.
I had no idea how the movie ended. Do you?
I’m moving over to to Prada-inspired Femme Fatale fashion on Sweet Revenge … and screenstars for a couple days on BuzzNoirBabes.
If I weren’t drinking these days, save for nights out, I would say … that scene just sobered me up. Wow!
Love, Alexa
PS: reading the YouTube credits, you’re not crazy. The maestro adds Rocky music in the end.
