RIP to my favorite Golden Girl…
In honor of that southern slut, Blanche Devereaux, here are a few of my favorite pearls:
“There is a fine line between having a good time and being a wanton slut. I know. My toe has been on that line.”
“I swear, with God as my witness, I will never pick up another man! … In a library… on a Saturday… unless he’s cute… and drives a nice car. Amen.”
On why she worn red at her wedding instead of white: “Oh please, it’s bad enough hearing all those snickers as you walk down the aisle, but me in white, even I couldn’t keep a straight face.”
“Nobody ever believes me when I’m telling the truth. I guess it’s the curse of being a devastatingly beautiful woman.”
On the movie Psycho: “It’s the reason I prefer not to shower alone.”
Blanche: Well, I certainly didn’t wait for my wedding night, honey. I couldn’t – I had these urges. You know, in the South, we mature faster. I think it’s the heat. Dorothy: I think it’s the gin.