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 | Spring, 2007 �MAMA, FACE IT! I WAS THE SLUT OF ALL TIME!�
So shrieked Elizabeth Taylor in Butterfield 8, playing a party girl circa 1960s Manhattan. (Actually, she was a confused �pro� taking money but denying it: �I model dresses like this for a living,� she snarled unconvincingly.) I�ve always loved the phrase �party girl.� I even loved the bad 1958 movie Party Girl starring Cyd Charisse. Now that colorful appellation is getting a 2007 workout. There is molten-hot buzz around Anna David�s roman a clef, Party Girl, being published this June.
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It�s all about a hard-drinking, coke-sniffing, sex-hungry celeb reporter who�s hired to write about her debauched adventures just as she attempts to clean up her act. The book is supposedly a mouthwatering read, especially for those out there (I assume we are legion?) who salivate over Page Six-style blind items. Well, partially sighted items. Don�t we always know who they are?
Studios are sniffing around even before the book hits the shelves, and guess which young actress people consider perfect to play the hung-over heroine? If you didn�t guess Reese Witherspoon, you don�t know the show biz benefits of casting against type. The perky Witherspoon is rumored in real life to have a harder edge than her characters usually allow-although Witherspoon�s onscreen women are always very determined. It�s a great idea, but we�ll see how much the soon-to-be-single Oscar-winner wants to play with her image�
The second choice is less startling: Lindsay Lohan. This might seem too close for comfort, but now that the brilliant 20-year-old star is taking public steps (her stint at the Wonderland Center) to get straight, acting out addiction and wild living might be therapeutic. Come on, who doesn�t want to see Lindsay onscreen with a drink in one hand and a man in the other?
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