Bay Area Adventures: The Walt Disney Family Museum

Back in 2009, I faced a (mercifully) brief stint of unemployment.  2009 was a tough year to be unemployed, and I was determined not to let it sink my spirits.  At that time, I had a friend who worked at Disneyland and could get up to 3 people into the park for free everyday.  So after I had done my depressing rounds of job-applying every morning, I would drive down to Long Beach, pick up my best friend Hillary, and drive over to Anaheim to go to Disneyland (she was a bartender and worked nights). In the 8 weeks or so that I was income-less, I enjoyed the luxury of going to Disneyland about 15 times.  It got to the point where I could have walked around the entire park with my eyes closed, I rode every ride (seemingly) a hundred times, and made some really awesome memories with my best friends.  I can look back on that bleak period of my life with fondness (mostly because my unemployment ended with an awesome job at Paramount Pictures!) but also because it was filled with Disney-happiness, and not depressing days of joblessness.

My Disney love affair certainly didn't begin at the age of 22, but it definitely taught me, through adults eyes, how Disney can bring joy to everyone.  So when I moved up to the Bay Area, I was intrigued to visit the Walt Disney Family Museum in the Presidio - especially because the museum wasn't just a collection of Disney works, but was actually dedicated to telling Walt Disney's own story, from his humble beginnings all the way through to how his legacy changed- and continues to affect - American pop and entertainment culture.

My friend Jess and I visited the museum on a typically misty day last fall. Admission was a bit pricey at $20 each, but we quickly learned that the content and quality in the museum were well worth the price tag.  The entrance lobby was framed on all walls with cabinets filled with the various prestigious awards Disney has won - dozens of Academy Awards, Emmys, Golden Globes, etc - an impressive sight (Google tells me the total of awards displayed is 248, pretty amazing).  The first exhibit after leaving the lobby was about Walt's grandparents and parents, and their lives in Ireland, then Canada, before bringing their children into the United States.  The next hall showed artifacts from Walt's childhood growing up in Missouri, including his brief (underage) stint in the Army during World War I.

As Walt came into adulthood, so did his artistic visions, and soon we were walking through halls full of early sketches of Mickey Mouse, followed by walls full of iPads playing different Mickey Mouse cartoons.  Soon we were seeing exhibits on the early Disney feature films, complete with a nice little viewing area to watch Fantasia (we took a few minutes break, just enough time to watch the classic "Sorcerer's Apprentice" scene).  All of the exhibits were multi-media - large TV screens, iPads, interactive displays, framed sketches and hand-written memos and other correspondence, collections of artifacts - and in every direction there was something interesting to see.

We walked through different exhibits for each of the feature films, then turned a corner and walked down a long spiraling ramp, and at the bottom of the ramp was a super awesome to-scale diorama of Disneyland.  Jess and I totally geeked out over the model, and it brought back all those memories of my many trips to Disneyland as a kid and as an adult.

After the Disneyland diorama, there were a few more exhibits, mostly focusing on his plans for Walt Disney World.  And lastly, we walked through a very somber but powerful display -  a collection of stories including a Peanut's comic strip, comments from the President, and other pop culture figures in response to Disney's death in 1966.

After we exited the last exhibit, we headed up to the gift shop to look around, where we learned that every month the museum features a different "matinee" of a classic Disney film, which was included in our admission.  That day's show was "Bambi," which I was actually quite interested in seeing since I hadn't seen it in probably over twenty years.    For a film that has probably 10 lines of dialogue in the whole feature, the artistry and emotion were incredibly powerful! It's definitely a classic for a reason (ignoring the fact that hearing the mother behind us explain to her young son what "happened" to Bambi's mom was one of the sadder things I had experienced in a long time!)

In the end, I had a blast at the museum.  I have always loved Disney as an artist and a cultural icon, and this museum totally did him justice, while only slightly pandering to the Disney-philes.  I would highly recommend a trip!

Museum from the front

A wall of iPads showcasing different Mickey Mouse cartoons

A huge collection of Mickey memorabilia

A range of Pantone paint colors used in Sleeping Beauty

Stills from Song of the South (the banned, racist one!)

A still from Lady and the Tramp

Early Cinderella character sketches

Disneyland diorama from above

Disneyland diorama

#12: The Watts Towers

I would like you all to think that I learned about the Watts Towers because I am really plugged into the cultural folklore of Los Angeles, but I most likely learned about them from this amazing 2001 R&B masterpiece music video by Watts native, Tyrese Gibson.  Seriously, do yourself a favor and skip to the 2:20 mark for an epic dance breakdown in front of the towers.

So, 11 years ago when I first saw the Watts Towers all lit up in da club in that video, I didn't really have a clue what they were.  Seeing as they are in a city called "Watts," I kind of just assumed that they were unnecessarily fancy power lines or something of the sort (Watts, wattage, get it?).  It wasn't until many years later when I first moved to LA and was reading up on LA's ghetto's histories (it's really fascinating stuff) that I learned the Watts Towers are actually an art installation.  Huh.  Who knew.

The more I read about them, the more intrigued I was to see them in person.  They are, however, in Watts, which as any self-respecting hip hop fan could tell you, is in the heart of the South Central ghetto.  And I'm not talking ghetto like "omg this place is soooo ghetto, it only serves Coors Light."  I'm talking ghetto like "that building over there is a home-base for the Crips, which might explain the bullet holes all over its walls." Certainly not a place I would want to find myself after sundown, if you know what I mean.

My friend Kaio and I have been wanting to go to Watts for years (for the towers and also to try the legendarily amazing soul food at the Watts Coffee House) but every time we were about to go, we chickened out.  It really takes a lot to ignore the South Central reputation.  Many older LA locals refuse to go anywhere near Watts or South Central in general, because they still remember the Watts Riots of 1965, not to mention the "Rodney King Riots" of 1992 and all the crimes in-between glorified by hip hop artists since the '80s.  But after reading probably about 100 yelp reviews, many of which say "get your white ass down here, you'll be fine" we finally built up the cajones to just go.  And I must say, I am SO glad we did.

As we got off the freeway at Wilmington, it was very obvious that we weren't in "Kansas" anymore... or really anywhere slightly resembling our usual LA haunts.  There were lots of people walking around and all of the buildings looked very, very shabby, but no one bothered us or even paid attention.  We had a little bit of trouble finding the Coffee House, since it is literally in a building inside another building, and the exterior building is some sort of youth outreach organization.  Luckily we saw the little sign in the window and made our way through.  The place was tiny, with probably only about 10 tables, and only 2 were filled.  One table had a well-dressed black guy and his mom ("When you say well-dressed, do you mean he was wearing a sweet FUBU track suit?" - my racist boyfriend) and the other table had a bunch of white college kids.  I'm not gonna lie, I was a little upset that it had taken me so long to work the nerve up to go here, since it was completely harmless.

Our waitress, though, was the real deal.  Low-cut shirt with cleavage up to her chin, a permanent scowl on her face and popping gum, she took our order even though I'm sure she had better things to do.  We ordered chicken, waffles, biscuits, eggs, and I ordered a Diet Coke.  Was told there was only regular coke, which I said was fine, but then the waitress brought me a Sprite, with a look on her face like "I dare you to complain about this Sprite"... so I drank the Sprite.  The fried chicken wings were AMAZING.  Like, a thousand times better than Roscoes.  They were obviously freshly cooked, and to perfection.  I was sad when the meal was over.

Mmm... fried chicken.

After we worked up the energy to move, we quickly drove over to the Towers, which are less than a mile from the coffee house.  Anywhere else in LA, we would have walked.  But I didn't want to push our luck, since things were going well so far.  I also had to talk Kaio out of taking the "scenic" route, which would have taken us right through one of the most (in)famous projects in Watts, Jordan Downs. 

The thing about the Watts Towers, is that even though they are technically a state park, they are in the middle of a very unassuming neighborhood.  Describing the Watts Towers, or looking at pictures, doesn't really do them much justice.  They really are a sight to see in person.  Anyone can drive around the neighborhood where the towers are, and you can get pretty close to them if you get out of your car.  However, there is a (see-through) fence around the perimeter, and you can only go inside by paying $7 to take a tour (you can purchase your tour tickets from the visitor/art center which is right next to the towers).  The tour was extremely informative, and it was obvious that our guide had personal pride in these symbols of his hometown.

View from the street

The story of the towers is truly fascinating.  As I learned from our guide, as well as the 12-minute video they showed us in the visitors center, Simon Rodia was an Italian immigrant, who found himself in Southern California in the 1920s working construction.  He was a very small man (4'10"), and like many small men, he was determined to do something "big" with his life.  He began building the structures in his backyard, using only simple tools like hammers, pliers, mallets and nails.  He used scrap steel from the railroad for the rebar base of the structures, then wrapped chicken wire around the metal, and covered the wire in a cement sand mixture.  He then covered the cement with "garbage," mostly pieces of broken pottery or ceramics, soda bottles, and more scrap metal.  Over 32 years, he spent every moment of his free time building a total of nine towers, with the tallest standing at 99 feet. In order to get to the tops, he would just climb up, and use a basic window-washers belt to keep himself from falling.

As the story goes, Rodia was working on the towers one day in 1954 when he fell, and he says the fall was so bad that he knew that was his cue to stop.  He was in his 70s at the time, and was content with just stopping where he was.  It wasn't long though, that neighbors started hassling him, and defacing his masterpiece.  Throughout his time building, everyone had accused him of being crazy, of building the towers to communicate with the Japanese, or aliens, or that he was building a weapon.  One day, he had had enough, and just left.  He sold his property to a neighbor for $1, and moved to Northern California to never come back again.

Over the years, the city wanted to tear the towers down, convinced that they were unsafe and a hazard to people around them, especially during an earthquake.  A few local advocates, who wanted to preserve the towers (as they had very quickly become a local landmark) asked the city to do a stress-test before tearing them down.  The city sent out a crane to exert 10,000 lbs of force and the crane broke before any of the towers moved an inch!  The engineer hired to do the test said that it could cost the city more money to take them down than they would ever get out of the worth of the land, so the towers were allowed to stay.  Soon after, a trust was set up and the towers and the lot they stand on became a state park, and is currently curated by the Los Angeles County Museum of Art.

Every single surface of these 9 towers, as well as archways and other fountains he built, are covered in colorful mosaics.  The intricate criss-crossing of the lines shows that he had a vision from the very beginning, and that at the end everything would come together.  I was truly amazed at the scope and vision of this artist.  He really did turn trash into treasure - a treasure that is really valued by locals as a sign of perseverance, hope, and success.

(Trivia Bonus! Simon Rodia is included in the big group picture on the cover of the Beatles album "Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band!)

Entry archway mosaic made from Sprite and Ginger Ale bottles.

Fountain with tallest tower behind it

Fountain mosaic detail

What looks like a bunch of random pieces from far away, are all symmetric and make sense up close

Rodia actually named his installation "Nuestra Pueblo" which means "Our Town."

These connected towers are supposed to represent the sail of a ship, based on a parade float Rodia saw in his childhood in Italy.

1930's Canada Dry ginger ale bottles - Canada Dry was Rodia's favorite drink so he featured these bottles prominently throughout the towers.

Rodia signed his work with a simple "S.R." and imprints of the tools he used

Me and Kaio in front of one of many archways

We saw THIS GUY on our way out of town.  It may be prejudicial, but we both felt like our South Central experience was a bit more authentic since we saw a bad ass pimp in a bright-green lo-lo.

#4: The Queen Mary

My best friend used to bartend at a restaurant in the Long Beach Harbor, and whenever I needed hours of "discount" drinks, I would sit at her bar and look out at the regal Queen Mary ship, stationed in the Harbor. I had always wanted to take a tour, but as is the typical story, never really found the time. Well, at work we are re-releasing Titanic in 3D (which is going to be amazing, trust me) which also coincides with the 100th anniversary of the ship's fateful sinking. With big ships on the mind, I made a point of driving down to Long Beach a few weeks ago, excited to learn all of the interesting history of the Queen Mary.

We got to the ship after lunch, and it was perfect. The morning had been pretty overcast, and we got there right as the sun broke out. We explored on our own for about half an hour, then jumped on a "behind the scenes" tour. The tour cost an additional $8 on top of the admission price, but it was totally worth it. The ship is now a hotel and event space, and though it is technically a museum as well, there aren't many explanatory exhibits or placards to inform someone who just wants to walk around on their own.

The first thing the tour guide did was give us some facts comparing the Queen Mary to that "other famous ship" the Titanic. They were made by the same company (after the original company that started the QM was forced to merge with Titanic's company due to the Great Depression). Though the Titanic is always thought of as "the biggest ship of all time," the Queen Mary is actually twice the size (and was built 20 years later).

The Queen Mary was initially built to be a luxury cruise-liner for only about 1,000 patrons. I knew about that much going into the tour, but I had no idea of the true historic value of the ship. Since it was built to (literally) be the biggest and the fastest in the world, when World War II broke out the ship was commissioned into the British Army to transport troops from Australia, and then the United States, to Europe. They stripped out all the luxury furnishings and finery and put in barracks and painted the whole thing battleship grey. The trip from New York to England took about 5 days, and the ship consistently transported 10,000+ troops at a time. At one time, they crammed over 16,000 troops on one trip, and that still holds the record as the most people on a boat, ever. There weren't nearly enough beds for every man on board, so they had to actually sleep in shifts! The tour guide gave us the pretty amazing fact that experts estimate that the Queen Mary's service and ability to quickly transport troops to Europe when needed, shortened the length of the war by at least a year. Crazy!

Ok blah blah blah, trivia aside, the Queen Mary's story finishes like this: After WWII ended, the ship went back to being a luxury cruise liner for about 20 more years. But by the 1960's, air travel had become affordable and preferable and the trans-Atlantic cruise lines started to lose money. The owner of the Queen Mary decided to auction it off to the highest bidder, which happened to be the City of Long Beach. It was then "shipped" (hah hah) from England to California, but since it is way too big to fit through the Panama Canal, it had to go all the way around the horn of South America. The ship came, was anchored, completely re-vamped to its art-deco glory, and turned into a hotel, event space, museum and historical site.

After our tour, we passed up an opportunity to take a "Ghosts & Legends" tour, which takes people around the ship, pointing out all the sites of noted paranormal activity. I'm not a huge fan of ghosts and such, so instead we went to the bar at the bow of the ship (with all the original fixtures and decor!) and had a drink. After drinks, we took a quick tour of the engine room (mostly gutted of the boilers and propellers, but mocked up to show us what the actual controls looked like).

Our last stop was walking through the Soviet submarine Scorpion which is in the harbor right next to the QM. The submarine was crazy, so small and cramped and I can't even imagine someone living in one!

Overall, the experience was really, really interesting and a lot of fun. I am so glad we went on a beautiful day and enjoyed the harbor in the sunshine. I highly recommend it to those people (like me) that had seen the ship from afar but have never stepped foot inside. The tour was fascinating, but more than enough for me - I don't think I will stay aboard the haunted hotel anytime soon! But maybe I'll go back for Sunday brunch sometime.

The ship, with the entrance to the submarine in front and the hotel entrance in the background.

The port deck

An original shop, now turned into a gift shop, shows the ship's original art-deco beauty.

Not a great picture, but this illustrates that the ship has over 30 types of beautiful woods in it, some of which are now extinct!

The bow, with some mock WWII weapons on the deck.

The control room... I can't even describe how cramped and crazy and complicated this room was! Pretty incredible considering it powered the fastest ship in the world.

The missile compartment of the Soviet submarine Scorpion.

Enjoying a cocktail on the bow with the Long Beach harbor in the background.

#43: The Grammy Museum

You can't walk far in downtown's LA Live Plaza without seeing the huge grammy plaques inlaid in the sidewalk.

I figured they were the musical take on the Hollywood walk of fame, but only when I actually read the plaque did I realize that it was advertising the new Grammy Museum, tucked on the north-east corner of the LA Live complex.

Even though I work in the film industry (and LOVE to participate in our office Oscar prediction pools), I have always loved the Grammies the most of all the awards shows. I was never as interested in the winners as much as I was in the performances, the fashion, and the outrageous stage crashers... soy bomb, anyone?

We headed to downtown, found parking on the street (!!!) and paid the $12 admission fee. The museum is 4 floors, and they tell you to start on the top floor, which is dedicated to exploring and learning about all genres of music. As you could imagine, dedicating a single floor of a museum to all genres of music must have been a very overwhelming undertaking. However, they did a really good job. The majority of the exhibits were interactive, where you could read about a type of music and hear a clip of that genre through headphones. There were several stations with 5-minute videos on genres like classical, pop, gospel, and folk. The highlight was the station in the center of the room, which used touch technology to explore how all the different genres are connected. For instance, my station started on Rock n Roll. I read a paragraph about rock n roll, heard a few clips from famous artists (Elvis and Roy Orbison), and then had the option to select several other related genres - country, rockabilly or progressive rock. I selected country, then honkeytonk, then folk, then cowboy, then roots, then blues, then jazz, then freestyle jazz, then classical, etc etc etc. I stood at the station for at least 30 minutes, absolutely enthralled with all the visual and audio information.

For as much information as I was faced with on that single floor of the museum, it wasn't overwhelming. It was easy to absorb, and we headed down to the third floor with our heads spinning with musical knowledge.

The third floor is dedicated to the Grammies in general. There was a gallery of all the different Grammy trophies through the years, famous outfits worn at the Grammies -like JLo's green dress, Katy Perry's fruit outfit, etc (see below), and a small theater playing a loop of the best Grammy performances. It was fantastic! And definitely got me pumped for this year's Grammies.

There was another room dedicated to Michael Jackson, with videos of his several Grammy acceptance speeches and performances, and a row of all his fabulous, glittery military jackets. Up close, they were breathtaking. So fancy and fit for only a performer like MJ.

The 2nd floor, and a main reason why I wanted to go to the museum, is for the changing exhibits. Now through the end of March, the museum is featuring George Harrison: Living in the Material World. It featured artifacts from every phase of his career - handwritten lyrics, guitars, sitars, photos galore, and clothing. The most interesting thing I learned from that exhibit (since I already do know a lot about George) was how TINY he was. His suits were no taller than me, and the pants were the size of twigs! It's hard to imagine that such a larger-than-life person really was so small in "real" life.

Overall, the Grammy museum was a great experience. As a lover of music, I very much enjoyed seeing all the "greats" from over the years being recognized. Learning how all the different genres of music connect was fascinating, and I wouldn't mind going back just to explore the top floor again. Most of the time, interactive museums are exhausting, but this one was done really well, and the interaction was essential to the experience. I highly recommend spending about three hours and checking out this museum!

A 6-foot tall statue replica in the main lobby

THE Dress (which was absolutely stunning - even on a mannequin) from 2000

MJ's collection of sequined military jackets

Daft Punk tron outfit from 2008

Katy Perry's booby-licious fruit dress from 2009

A wall of George Harrison

#8: The Getty Villa in Malibu

As anyone who knows me knows, in college I studied abroad in Greece. I didn't just pick that destination out of the blue; I had been borderline obsessed with ancient Greek culture since I was 11 years old and first learned what ancient cultures were. While in Greece, I toured around all the big cities, historic sites, museums, etc, and was absolutely in love. But anyway, I'll save the boring recap details and just get to the point of this post. When the beautiful Getty Villa opened a few years ago, exclusively featuring Getty's extensive collection of Greek, Roman and Etruscan art, it immediately went on my "must see someday" list.

My boyfriend and I made reservations to go the day after Christmas. We had lunch in Malibu beforehand, and then made our way to the Villa. It is worth noting that the only way to get to the museum is from the PCH going north-bound. That would have been fine if we just came from LA, but since we went further into Malibu for lunch, we ended up going south towards the museum and had to make a u-turn, which is pret-ty stressful on the PCH and I don't recommend it! Entrance to the museum is free (you have to make a reservation online) but parking costs $15.

A little Getty Villa history, courtesy of the 12-minute orientation video:

The first Getty museum was staged in J. Paul Getty's own Malibu home in the 1950's. As his collection grew, he commissioned the building of the Getty Villa, built adjacent to his home in the Malibu hills. The Villa opened in the 1970's - after Getty's death- and housed his entire, eclectic collection. But soon the Getty Trust was expanding the collection at a rapid pace, and they ran out of room again. The Trust soon began plans to build the Getty Center, which opened in 1997 and is a landmark in Los Angeles, sitting in the hills above Westwood next to the 405 freeway. (It is also a destination I highly recommend. I have been there probably 10 times and always make a beeline for the West Pavilion!)

When the Center opened, the Trust began extensive renovations on the now-empty Villa property. 8 years later it reopened as the home to Getty's most prized treasures - the ancient Greek and Roman art, pottery, statues and artifacts.

I must say, the setting of the villa couldn't have been more perfect. It was built to emulate a mansion found in the ruins of Mt. Vesuvius, and flowed perfectly from indoor to outdoor, and had several outdoor gardens and courtyards. Not to mention that it is literally on top of the hill above the beach in Malibu, and the views are unparalleled. I've never been to Rome, but I could imagine this is how the wealthy Romans lived 3,000 years ago.

As the collection is all from roughly the same period, the pieces are organized by theme instead of chronology. There were rooms dedicated to Gods and Goddesses, Luxury Vessels, the Trojan War (a personal favorite), and Dionysus and the Theatre. But the real reason to visit the museum (if you aren't an Ancient Greece nut like me) is for the gardens. They were built to feature the statues (replicas are outdoors), popular plants from the era, and the views.

Overall, it was a really great experience. I saw pieces that added to things I learned while in Greece. There are also several different tours offered throughout the day, but I decided to pass on a tour since I already had a base knowledge on the era. It is easy to compare the Villa to the Getty Center, but it's not a very fair comparison. The Getty Center is more awe-inspiring both in its collection and its location, but for Greek and Roman art, the Villa can't be beat. I recommend it for anyone that wants to spend an afternoon in Malibu - just make sure to go on a sunny day for the most amazing experience!

The Villa, sitting atop the Malibu hills

The biggest outdoor garden, with a view of the main museum building

A typical Roman vase (there are about 3,000 more similar to this in the museum!)

A statue of Heracles carrying a lion carcass - one of the more famous statues in the collection

Such a beautiful setting on a beautiful day!

Bonus: The Elizabeth Taylor Jewelry Collection

When Elizabeth Taylor died last March, every Hollywood trade publication had beautiful black and white pictures of her on their covers, with tributes to her iconic life, crusading philanthropy and legendary film career. After the initial eulogies, they started talking about her other, and most fabulous legacy: her jewels.

Unlike most stars these days who just borrow their jewels for the red carpet, Liz Taylor actually had an impressive private collection. When her estate announced that every single piece of her collection was going to be auctioned off, my boss (who is a fan of anything old-school Hollywood glam) and I obsessed together over the auction catalog. The Taylor-Burton diamond, the Taj Mahal diamond, the Mike Todd diamond chandelier earrings, la Peregrina (the legendary pearl), the ping-pong diamond rings... not to mention the sapphires, Cartier rubies and Bulgari emeralds. We read stories about where each of the jewels came from - most were from her ex-husbands (and she had 7 of them, so you can imagine how much jewelry they bought her) and others were bought for her by the studios she worked for (given to her on the first day on set, to "guarantee" from her that she would be well-behaved and keep her diva-demands in check during filming). True to Taylor's over-the-top lifestyle, these jewels are all larger-than-life. She actually wore her 33-carat diamond ring from husband Richard Burton every day. Women these days just aren't on her level.

And then it was announced that before the jewelry collection went on auction at Christie's in New York, it would be going on a 7-city exhibition around the world, with a stop in Los Angeles at the Museum of Contemporary Art. I went online and bought 4 tickets before I even knew who to go with. For $20 each, Marsha, Barbara, my mom and I got to see all the famed gems, plus other artifacts like a script from Cat on a Hot Tin Roof, all 3 of her Academy Awards, 2 original "Liz" Warhols, and some fabulous 70's and 80's couture.

Since words can't really do a 33-carat internally flawless diamond justice, I will just post the pictures. There are other beautiful (professional) pictures you can look at here. Overall, the experience was once-in-a-lifetime and I am SO GLAD I was able to see the famed collection in person!

The Taylor-Burton diamond. 33.19 carats, internally flawless. Given to Liz by Richard Burton for their first marriage.

La Peregrina, or "the legendary pearl" was once part of the crown jewels of Spain. Now it sits in a Cartier-designed necklace of pearls, diamonds and rubies.

The Mike Todd diamond chandeliers. He was her 3rd husband.

The Taj Mahal diamond, given to Liz for her 40th birthday by Burton. This necklace is from the 1600s and the gold and ruby chain is by Cartier.

The Bulgari emerald suite - another gift from Burton. This guy really knew how to give gifts!

Necklace from the Bulgari emerald suite. These gems were my favorite because they were so clear and deep green.

Cartier ruby bracelet.

Diamond and amethyst "Triphanes" necklace by Van Cleef & Arpels.

An original Andy Warhol "Liz"

Marsha, me and Barb soaking in all the fabulousness!