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This is ambitious — a full-on “Good Morning” tribute that's just like the one in the 1952 classic Singin' in the Rain, if Gene Kelly and Donald O'Connor were boyfriends (as Christopher Rice and Clay Thomson are)!

 

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Eloise Kropp doubles as Debbie ...

It's official: Intel report spills the beans that Putin himself ordered U.S. election interference to benefit Comrade Trump.

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More on Britney Spears's new starfucking boyfriend.

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Wikileaks considering publishing private info of all verified Twitter users in order to dox unfriendly voices, journalists.

Madonna takes a dual cover of Harper's Bazaar (February 2017) for its Spring Revival Issue — flapper fabulousness:

It's also possible the B&W image is just from inside! (Images via Harper's Bazaar)

Shooting takes place in Florida airport, people die, Gov. Rick Scott pointedly doesn't contact President Obama — contacts Trump/Pence: 

Florida Gov. Rick Scott says he has reached out to Trump and Pence since the shooting, but not Obama pic.twitter.com/ymXWlgVWDf

— Pamela Moore (@Pamela_Moore13) January 6, 2017

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Did George Michael pay for a woman's IVF treatments after seeing her story?

Mariah from Sister Wives comes out as a lesbian.

SEEING THE LIGHT: Megyn Kelly up and leaves Fox for NBC.

Guess which ex-wife of an evil tyrant/rumored F.B. of another evil tyrant is now dating this bulge-tastic 21-year-old model:

(Image by Bruce Weber for V Man)

Big drop in post-Trump The Celebrity Apprentice ratings; Trump remains paid producer in spite of denials, flap.

Half-sister Joely Fisher speaks about day-before-death texts with Carrie Fisher about age, their “frail” moms. (Hers is Connie Stevens.)

(Video still via Studio Q)

One of my most reliable tipsters pointed out this interview with the late, great Carrie Fisher from 2011, assuring me it was one of her best ever. He was right.

UPDATE: Didn't realize the interviewer was later accused of some crazy sex crimes. He was acquitted.

If you're not overwhelmed by the week-long lovefest for Carrie, please take a look. She's very articulate and the interviewer is on point ...

Debbie Reynolds is dishing the decades-old dirt, including Scotty Bowers goss.

Ben Carson literally thinks Jews with guns could've averted the Holocaust.

John Stamos uses GHB to lean out.

Gee, Paul Ryan is really failing upward.

Gets no hotter than THAT.

Genre-bending fantasy!

Pan? EW.

How to guess if your kid will be gay.

Loving this bendy boy's SPREAD.

First teaser for that O.J. Simpson flick.

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Speaking of Hollywood beards ...!

Gay marriage came to TV October 9, 1977! Keep reading to see ...

"Nobody knows who Debbie Reynolds is."—Debbie Reynolds

When José suggested we consider seeing Debbie Reynolds at Café Carlyle—apparently her first  Manhattan engagement in over 25 years in spite of a busy schedule of nightclub appearances—it was a no-brainer. It's not as if we have a Debbie poster in our living room and know everything there is to know about her, but she's one of the last of the legends from Hollywood's Golden Era (if she'd never done anything else but Singin' in the Rain, that would have been enough) and one of the last of the vaudeville-type stage stars who's still in good working condition. Plus she was a highlight of Will & Grace—what would have stopped us?

The late Bobby Short is memorialized in the Carlyle's lobby.

We'd never been to the Carlyle, but figured springing for the VIP seats would not break us if we were already committing to a menu  with $25 apps. We arrived at 6:30 and were promptly seated directly next to the teeny-tiny stage. The room is only a 70-seater, so it was quite cozy. This is where Woody Allen still religiously plays, and it definitely has a jazzy air to it, what little air there is in this breakfast nook of a New York institution. 

 

The captain and waiters were as austere as the room, but in a New Yawk way; this is not a place for European royalty, but for guys and dolls who've made their fortunes working hard and then wheeling and dealing. They are facelifted and be-suited, jeweled and jaded, but they know what's what and were not about to blush in spite of Debbie's reputation as a somewhat bawdy old dame.

She's still here!