he extraordinary autobiography of Carrie Fisher

I am truly a product of Hollywood in-breeding. When two celebrities mate, someone like me is the result.

George Lucas ruined my life. And I mean that in the nicest possible way.

Remember the white dress I wore all through that film? George came up to me the first day of filming, took one look at the dress and said: 'You can't wear a bra under that dress.'
'OK, I'll bite,' I said. 'Why?' And he said: 'Because ... there's no underwear in space.'
He said it with such conviction. Like he had been to space and looked around and he didn't see any bras or panties anywhere.
He explained. 'You go into space and you become weightless. Then your body expands but your bra doesn't, so you get strangled by your own underwear.'

Among George's many possessions, he owns my likeness, so that every time I look in the mirror I have to send him a couple of bucks. That's partly why he's so rich.
Funny stuff, that Carrie Fisher writes.

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