Rupert. Rupert Everett, silly. You know the one: homosexual, witty, charming, man about town... Oh wait, that's me.
This Rupert Everett: actor, author and wit:
The evening is being presented by Readings Bookshop, and while I don't have the booking details to hand, I'm sure if you were to call the nice folk at, say, Readings Carlton on 9347 6633, they'd be able to tell you everything you need to know about bookings and etc.
Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go and immerse myself in Rupert's films, novels and autobiography...
Shit, I better take my tux to the cleaners, too!
*What, a bloke can't use a little poetic license on his own blog?
6 comments:
If Rupert develops a little more body hair, you might just have to stop me from dragging him off the stage.......
I love rupert....ever since he sang say a little prayer for me in My Best Friend's wedding.
is this the kind of thing we should remind you of whenever you think "god! my life is SO boring."?
it looks pretty exciting from here, tricks...
mmmmmm yummy!
Ah, sweet memories of youth...
I was an 'Another Country' punisher - I could rattle off that whole film like some can Monty Python (sad, I know)!...
"There's a hollow at the base of his neck that makes me want to pour honey all over him and lick it off."
mskp - i promise to never again claim that my life is boring. stressful and hectic yes, but boring no.
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