Little girl lost
Dear Bruce Weber, thank you for invading my dreams. xoxo, Ms. Ross
Hello, world! Liza's back!
"Reality, much like a half-naked male model in gold lamé booty shorts, is something you rise above." -- Liza
"I got my talent, in addition to my drug/alcohol dependency from my mother, but my dreams, in addition to my love of gay men, from my father." -- Liza
Dear Bruce Weber, thank you for invading my dreams. xoxo, Ms. Ross
Hello, world! Liza's back!
"Reality, much like a half-naked male model in gold lamé booty shorts, is something you rise above." -- Liza
"I got my talent, in addition to my drug/alcohol dependency from my mother, but my dreams, in addition to my love of gay men, from my father." -- Liza
Cup it
A diva in her natural element, near comatose and chain-smoking on a technicolor dreamrug, while slugging some bourbon...they don't make 'em like this anymore
"My family's been in show business since the 1700s. I traced them. I'm bred to this. Like a racehorse. A thoroughbred. Look at my parents, my God. But it was my curiosity that made me do this. Because you could also say, 'Look at Frank Sinatra Jr.' It's not like a natural thing that happens. You gotta work." -- Liza
Work, tranny, work!
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