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La Cieca extends birthday greetings to one of her favorite redheads . . . 

. . . and one of her favorite blonds.

16 comments

  • Stepehn Ward says:

    I am so sorry I ever sold my Warhol. I am looking for a copy of Chelsea Girls, if anyone has a download link. It is unavailable on Amazon.com

  • Willym says:

    So that’s what happens in Room 101!!!!!

  • Miss Ping says:

    Stephen, you could try http://www.rarovideo.com , an Italian company (I think). That’s where I got my Chelsea Girls DVD

  • tannengrin says:

    Is that from the famous Vegas Aida? Amneris & her posse?

  • gracegolden says:

    Was this a recreation of an actual Z Follies act? It needed Will Rogers(si, I know he weren’t around) to crack the whip and lasso the catgirls, or La Brice could have done something. And somehow I can’t watch those cgirls without thinking of La Newmar or La Pfeifer being there.

  • Hans Lick says:

    La Cieca, dear, I don’t know HOW you got hold of the film of my bar mitzvah, but you must admit the equestrienne faux Lucy was one of the Mater’s most fabulous confections. I never even knew she could ride, though of course I knew she could crack the whip. (So did Dad.) It was a shining moment in my family life, barely equaled by the Book of the Torah carved from halvah at my younger brother’s occasion. And then they found Aunt Rube in the powder room nibbling a ham sandwich. There was Hell to pay, you can better believe.