OH, OSCAR
Regarding Edy Williams’ annual unveiling at the Oscar ceremony, you have to give the woman credit.
Granted, she doesn’t wear very much in the way of a gown, but, hey, every year this woman somehow manages to squeeze through the bars and gates of Camarillo (a feat in itself) to get to the Dorothy Chandler.
After such an ordeal, who has the time or energy for looking chic. It takes all she has left to seek out an escort and then haul it on down to the Pavilion.
S. E. ZYGMONT
Los Angeles
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