Needless to say, I am heartbroken over the passing of one my nearest and dearest friends Michael Jackson... really, it's all entirely too much...
---I was just beginning to feel at peace with Ed McMahon's untimely death when the first thing I hear upon waking is that another of my close friends and fellow style icons, Farrah Fawcett (for whom I'm named), had just passed! Both had been incredibly active in my charities esp. Farrah with Project Premium Nugget, and Ed with BUBBLES (see my profile to learn more).
So of course the very next thing I do is demand a dirty martini -straight up- from one of those people I see wandering around my house trying to look busy, and I tell them to keep 'em coming.
Little did I know I was in for the shock of my life. Latoya called me sobbing around 12:40 after I had retired to the pool. I was in the next limo over to the Jackson Compound in Encino. I hurriedly had Ronna grab my Balenciaga Sunglasses -because they make me look sad, my Fornarina Shanna Patent Pumps -because they are the perfect mourning shoe, and my Strapless Bustier Dress by Derek Lam -because one does want a hint of color especially under such circumstances, and I wobbled out the door with one of my staff's assistance (too many martinis).
tbc.
15 years ago