HE CELEBRITY CIRCUS by Elsa Maxwell

HE CELEBRITY CIRCUS

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KIRKUS REVIEW

My darling, you must read this. It's hypnotic. Just $4.95, not worth a cent more. But it has, I don't know, that joic de vivre of the side-swept hairdo, like Jackie's! What is it? My God, Elsa's latest swatch of memoirs-in-desuetude (oh, she's not really poor, of course, she's just--aging.) (""Notice that most of the famous people I mentioned so far...are well along in years?"") I mean, I don't care if you are a male book reader, you'll find this utterly fascinating. She says everything you'd want said! Par exemple, the Four Seasons and La Fonda de Sol are not in. Would you believe it? And then, sweetheart, she mourns!-- over Aly Kahn's death-by-sports-car; she grieves over Grace's bad press during the Monaco wedding; and then, merveilleux, she belts Cleveland Amory a fat right to his social register. You've got to read it, it's a passionate helicopter leaping from Juan-les-Pins to Monaco. To Majorca. Oh, come to Majorca: ""You forget about Berlin, Cuba, the Iron Curtain: all the things that massacre the human mind."" Or about the time--you must read it--when Clare Booth Luce stepped back from a doorway for Dorothy Parker. ""Age before beauty,"" Clare said, bowing. Dorothy swept in, mentioning, as she passed, ""Pearls before swine.

Publisher: ppleton-Century-Crofts