The fellows in the white jackets are the waiters, just help yourselves to drinks and Hors 'd orderves.
Dang! I keep tripping on the massive head of that stupid tiger skin rug on the floor. I bought it at a yard sale Gloria Swanson was having up at her place on Sunset Blvd. Twenty-five cents. I think I got taken. Boy, did she see me coming.
Have you met my twin brother, John? He’s from Arte Acher’s Falling Circus, sweet and silly cartoons by a sweet and silly cartoonist. He’ll be valet parking your car. (John! Quick, put on this jacket and grab their keys. The valet parking people didn’t show up. Oh, it’s just for a little while. I’ll save you some food. Go, go, go!)
How nice of you to come. Just drop your calling card in the comments section below so we can find you. If you’re not sure how to create a link to your site, just make like this:
That ought to do the trick. Don't forget to come back and check out the sites of your new friends.
And did I forget to mention? You look mahvelous.
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You look absolutely divine yourself Jacqueline!
I sure am enjoying my delicious "My Man Godfrey" Martini and will follow it soon with Tallulah's favourite - a French 75.
Drop by and see me sometime at
www.silverscreensuppers.com
Have fun dahlings!
Man, I hope Gloria Swanson's coming to this party too. Or better yet, Norma Desmond.
Oh, and my calling card. I'm Ed from Only The Cinema. Hi everyone!
Lya, dahling, thank you. It's just something I threw on. I think I threw it on backwards. I'll be sure to visit your blog soon and bring a tray of "My Man Godfrey" martinis.
Ed, Gloria called, she'll be a little late. Apparently Erich von Stroheim is having a little trouble starting that monstrous car.
What a fun party-- as you know, Jacqueline, my blog only has a bit of film stuff, but all are welcome at "Robert Frost’s Banjo"
I'm so glad you could make it, John. Did you bring your llamas? I thought I saw something chasing Margaret Dumont around the pool. It looked like a llama. Could have been Harpo.
I think it might have been Mo the alpaca who looks somewhat like a black-haired Harpo.
Oh, well. As long as Mo's having fun and keeping out of the pate de foie gras.
Just as I turn my back on the party for a second to grab a Dry Martini, my friend Dumont is being chased my llamas. Well well, I see that Bob Montgomery looks a bit tired and lonesome (did he party yesterday too?), I'll see if I can cheer him up with a bottle of gin...
And if you want to call on me, you can reach me at Lolita's Classics, and ask for the madame of the house. Skål, everyone!
Lolita, dahling! So good of you to stop by and drink all my gin. Do what you can with Bob, I'm not getting involved.
You know, at first I thought Margaret Dumont was annoyed about being chased by a strange barnyard animal, but I thought I saw her smile when she rounded that last lap around the patio. (And you know how hard it is to make her smile.) I think she's having fun. So nice when the guests are enjoying themselves.
Hello everyone! What a thoroughly delightful party! All the classics are here. I wish I could have more of them at my blog but I can barely keep up with the current. (They'll show up someday. I hear they are on their way). The Voracious Filmgoer always welcomes company. See you there!
Welcome, Voracious. When all these classic stars are done scarfing my food, I'll send them your way. I'll be dropping by at your blog to borrow a cup of sugar, soon. Thanks so much for stopping by.
Good evening Jacqueline, Thanks for having me!
Is Norma coming? I bet she is!
I think I'll join the pre-code bunch over there...
Yay! Cliff is reaching for his uke! Swell!
All Talking! All Singing! All Dancing!
Hello, Jonas, come on in! So glad you could be here. Cliff has been tuning up for an hour, just waiting for you to show up. That pre-Code bunch is a bit more flamboyant than the Code generation. I hope they behave themselves.
Hey! Pola Negri! You get that dress back on!
Excuse me, Jonas. Crisis here.
Man - what a hangover!
Don't give up now. Norma Shearer and Joan Crawford have just volunteered together to go get more ice. I know, shocked me, too. Ten to one they never make it out of the driveway without killing each other.
Sorry to be so late, Jacqueline, I had to really hunt for that Jungle Red nail polish!
What a great crowd you've got here! I'll have to visit everyone in the room. A big thanks to our hostess!
Feel free to drop by my place for coffee later, everyone! I'm at
Laura's Miscellaneous Musings
Best wishes,
Laura
So glad you could make it, Laura. The nail polish is spectacular. Let me see, I think you know everyone here. Let me just catch you up. Norma Shearer and Joan Crawford still aren't back from going out to get more ice. Erich von Stroheim is only now pushing Gloria Swanson's car up the driveway, and the alpaca is no longer chasing Margaret Dumont; she is now chasing the alpaca.
Well, this is quite the irony! I was coming over here, uninvited, to drop off a link to my blog, but as luck would have it, you've given me a perfectly legitimate excuse to do so!
The link is to my most recent post, on which your own personalized spin on the meme is included:
The Dancing Image
Enjoy.
MovieMan, thanks so much for dropping by. Just step over Charles Laughton, he won't mind.
Your movie bookshelf list is very impressive, and I congratulate you on creating such a valuable resource. I encourage all our readers to stop by and check it out.
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