Labels:clothing | text | footwear | human face | furniture | newspaper | letter | person | book | black and white | indoor OCR: same time she worked on the next show's script with her producers and writers. And all the while, there was Spike, her trusty Yorkshire terrier, keeping watch over his mistress' domain (which meant he kept barking like crazy at any stranger who came near Joan). Amidst all of this, I was introduced to Joan and immediately receded into the background. What I remember most vividly was the intricate choreography between Joan's hair stylist, makeup man, and R wardrobe assistant. They took her from lounging robe to stage-ready in what seemed like only moments. I met Joan again some months later in Las Vegas where she was doing an engagement at Caesar's Palace. She flew in from New York after taping her show, arrived early in the evening, and went right to her dressing room. I found out from her manager that even though they were doing two shows that night, they MENU
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