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Oi vey, caramba, and mercy me! The Christmas Hordes have come, and
if you came here to Get Away From it All you came to the wrong place,
because "It All" is right here.
Lift line Styles Celeb sightings the day before Xmas Eve were too
numerous to mention, but here are a few.
Oprah, with Significant other, Stedman and Personal Chef (and
longtime local) Paul Gelose in tow.
The Donald, of course. And was that New York Mayor Rudy Giulani,
looking a bit cold and uncomfortable, boarding the Gondola with him?
Luke Perry, fresh from filming that mega-million dollar thrillathon
with Bruce Willis in the UK. With the lovely Mrs. Perry, and actor/writer
friend Ethan Hunter.
That Ski-masked skier, rumor has it, was Tom "I vant to be alone"
Cruise, along with unmasked wife Nicole Kidman.
Jordan Thorne and Vanowen Wong, with accompanying nubile maidens.
Julia Redding and Shauna Meadows, with accompanying virile young
men about town (including Eric Banks and Nicky Davidson-- good luck,
kids!).
Keith Richards on a snowboard? Hard to believe but it's true.
Veep Al Gore and Tipper frugging, macarena-ing and shimmying the
night away to local reggae-sters "8750 at the Fly Me To The Moon Saloon...
One onlooker was heard to comment, "They should put a Parental Advisory
sticker on Tipper's booty...hot hot hot!!"
Etc.,etc.,etc.
And too many more to mention, from all over the map. A quick
informal survey of a dozen lift line standees turned up two locals, two Los
Angelenos, one New Yorker, two Hong Kongites, one Parisian, and two Saudi
Arabians.
The season's even-bigger-than-usual crowd of glitterati was drawn
by the early spectacular powder storms, the promise of clear weather for
the next week, and a plethora of upcoming parties, including Richard
Starbuck's Ball Till The Year 2000, which got heavy ink last week in WW
Weekly, Interview and The Hollywood Reporter.
Among the private jets crowding the edge of the tarmac at the
Telluride Airport were three Gulfstreams, two Astrostars, two Pilatius
Porters, and a clutch of at least a half dozen Lears (ho-hum). The High
Life goes on.
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