A friend and I saw Absolutely Fabulous on the big screen. We laughed hard at Joanna Lumley and Jennifer Saunders… hysterical as they rolled their eyes and injected themselves with Botox as easily as they applied their lipstick. The cocaine snorting and drinking to excess didn’t make us want them to go to rehab. We were in the funny zone. They wobbled in their high heels, comical queens at fashion shows and the Riviera as they made absolute fun of themselves.
Kate Moss was the goddess of the film, “killed off” early to the horror of the fashion world. She reigns supreme, drinkng champagne with her perfect Kate Moss lips, emerging from the Thames like Botticelli’s Venus, only way thinner.
Lulu arrives, along with Joan Collins, Jon Hamm, and a cast of celebrities that I’d like help naming, but I’m too close to Eddy and Patsy in age to remember.
Go with a friend and have more than a few laughs. Then go for drinks and get catty about super model Kate. She’s still got it.