One of Those Many Times I Forgot Myself
A gay man crushes on some of "the most beautiful women in the world" in an era before sexual fluidity.
En route back to NYC from a long stint India in 1988, I stopped off in Paris for the fall-winter collections, as all young American screenwriters working in Bollywood are wont to do. The model of the moment was Claude Heidemeyer, elevated by Thierry Mugler, but seemingly in all the shows that year.
A few days before I got into a spat instigated by Roman…
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